This was for the same girl I wrote "Verbal Consequence" for. When An Angel Leaves You A miracle occurred recently but has left my heart sore. A craving of my eyes was satisfied because I saw her once more. And yet while staring into her eyes and ignoring the rest of the world, Going home that night made me come to grips that she’ll never be my girl. I’ll never have a chance to know what it’s like to hold her in my arms for hours. Never will I get the chance to say “Happy Anniversary”, greeting her with flowers. Laying on my back in bed and staring into black nothing, I feel as if happiness is straying from me, like she took something. Empty in my world, alone, cold and afraid; Those are my feelings accompanied with my pain. So strong is this agony covering me like a solid shadow in the gleaming light. I had no idea it was coming, it came without a sign in sight. The bliss she brings is relieving to every part of my body, making me stronger. We’re losing the bonding I thought we’d have at least much longer. She’s tearing me into shreds and pieces of me are blown into the wind. Who knows when I’ll find someone to make me that joyful again? The freshness and serenity I get when I’m around her; She speaks and every other sound is blurred. Slowly we drift from another, but does it only matter to me? Will we share conversations like we used to, or will it only happen in dreams? Gazing into the night sky, I don’t know what to think anymore. This isn’t a nightmare, it’s reality; could my heart get anymore sore? Sometimes I still smile when I hear her voice in my head. Crying has become daily, happening to me every night in my bed. Letting the music play with my face compacted on my pillow is my getaway. My days of thought are confusing and don’t fade away. I only hope I don’t end up falling again and getting hurt in the end. The next step is recovery and will be hard, even with such great friends. How I melt every time I see her with such skin so beautiful and pure. I used to think I had a chance and I waited for a while, but now I’m sure. I’ll never forget this summer and how I spent it: Talking everyday to a wonderful angel sent from heaven. I realized that she was sent, but not sent to me. How I yearn for her face, her voice, and what used to be. I only ask for one chance and I promise to make it worth its while. Oh, the way she flashes her eyes, topped off with her amazing smile. She leaves me breathless and now I understand: This angel flew into the skies, taking my heart in her hands.
as good as your other poem, if not better! im impressed by the rhyme scheme. it's difficult to rhyme every line!
Depression + Depressing Music = Depressing Poetry. I'm really glad you like my poems. Thanks so much for the feedback.