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October 13, 2009
By Aro_To_The_Heart PLATINUM, Mandeville, Louisiana
Aro_To_The_Heart PLATINUM, Mandeville, Louisiana
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Favorite Quote:
Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than hands?

-Ernest Gaines.

I’m tired…
Tired of all the lies told
Tired of all the spies around us
Tired of all the arrows
that come raining down from nowhere
Tired of all the misfortune
that has befallen you
Never have I meant
to hurt you like I did
I only wished to keep you alive
but failed and watched you pass
Tired of all the selfish things
passing through my mind
Begging for your touch
Pleading for that voice
Reaching out for those hands
You’re already gone
and I sit here today
blaming myself
Such a pitiful creature
I have become these past few months
Struggling to find what’s true
what's false
Searching high and low for someone
just like you again
but I only come up empty-handed
The fruits of my labor are close to none
Wasting my time
Wasting myself
Wasting away those rotting half-years
through which we proclaimed our love for each other
only to be pulled apart before the final stroke of midnight
Shackled and chained to invisible walls
on opposite sides of a room
I can just barely hear your breathing
as it comes to this at last
What is it about this moment
that I don’t understand
Everything was perfect
until HE came
stealing your heart from me
setting you free from my cage
opening the box I had kept you in for so long
I hate him
I hate him so much
But then reality hits me hard
I see what I have done to you
and turn my head away in shame
I have hurt you when I swore to protect you
I imprisoned you when I said I would set you free
I broke you when I promised I would fix you
go away and never come back
Don’t even bother looking back at my twisted soul
and my scarred heart
My life will stay the same
except it will be empty
as it had been before
You’re out and that’s all that really matters now right?
You no longer have to come back
when I call your name in the night
My arms shall never again hold you close
give you warmth
I didn’t mean for all of this to happen
and I beg your forgiveness
If it’s the last thing you do
Please…forgive me

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