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Click hereI've lost my muse
My inspiration is gone
The song in my heart has died
My pen can't carry on
You were my happy thought
You were my dream come true
You were my greatest inspiration
You were my strength to carry through
You visited my dreams at night
And brought the sunshine
Now I wake up in tears
Sadness as my bottom line
Your voice made me smile
You brought joy into my life
Now it makes my heart ache
And fills me with strife
You were my best friend
I bared my soul to you
Then it all changed
And I don't know what to do
You took three words
And wielded them against me
They cut me to my core
Ripped my heart from me
Now I'm left with all these broken pieces
Of what use to be my heart
I don't know how to put it back together
I have no idea where to start
Those three words
They will never fall from my lips again
It won't matter how I feel
I'm not letting anyone get back in
They changed everything
They took all the good away
They stole my inspiration
They left my heart in a state of decay
I know it shouldn't hurt this bad
And I keep trying to figure out why
I've been sitting here all day
Starring up at the cloudy sky
My thoughts are on you
And just why I hurt this much
Why now I feel so betrayed
Why I cringe from every touch
I finally got it
It made sense at last
The reason that it aches like this
The reason I can't move past
We had agreed not to say those words
We said we would wait
Then you told me "I heart you"
And we were fine, we were great
Then out of the blue you called me
And these are the words you did say:
"I heart you isn't cutting it anymore,
I love you"
Something had changed that day
You are the one who brought it up
You pushed me to say it back
Prompting me by saying"What do you say when a guy says those words to you?"
So I said those three words back
I loved you then and I love you now
I was terrified of saying that to you
Scared of the power of the words
Of what they could do
The words were freeing for me
Because I do love you and I wanted you to know that
But exactly a week later you called back
Messed with my heart, made me fall flat
"Can we stop using the love word? I'm scared. I'm not ready for it.
It freaks me out to my very core"
Then you acted surprised
When I responded in pain and more
What did you expect after that?
After toying with my heart?
After prompting me to say it back?
When we had said it was off limits from the start?
So now I sit here in pain
Choking on my tears
Trying to stop loving you so much
Because it invokes too much fear
But I can't help it
I'm head over heels in love with you
I just wish you hadn't played with my heart
Now it's black and blue
Was it ever even real at all?
How do you take "I love you" back?
Now I feel like I'm the one who should be apologizing
But I'm not the one who put our relationship under attack
I've lost my muse
My inspiration is gone
The song in my heart has died
My pen can't carry on
Having a hard time going back to it because I'm trying to forget it happened... One of those times where I look at this poem and it makes me sad all over again but hopefully come the new year I'll have edits done
Not my best... I'm working on editing it but it was written and posted in the raw.
To more than prove your capability as a poet and an author. If it comes from your heart, as everything you write seems to do, then let it stream as freely as you choose. I can never criticize what touches me so beautifully and deeply. Follow your own path in your own light, and as your own muse. Thank you for being here.
A poem is:
1. A verbal composition designed to convey experiences, ideas, or emotions in a vivid and imaginative way, characterized by the use of language chosen for its sound and suggestive power and by the use of literary techniques such as meter, metaphor, and rhyme.
2. A composition in verse rather than in prose.
3. A literary composition written with an intensity or beauty of language more characteristic of poetry than of prose.
4. A creation, object, or experience having beauty suggestive of poetry.*
A thesis is:
1. A proposition that is maintained by argument.
2. A dissertation advancing an original point of view as a result of research, especially as a requirement for an academic degree.
3. A hypothetical proposition, especially one put forth without proof.I know it shouldn't hurt this bad*
(*source: thefreedictionary.com)
I like your writing. I would have liked this one better if the following verses had not been included. But, I still like it. It is expressive of your emotions and experience. Well done.
And I keep trying to figure out why
I've been sitting here all day
Starring up at the cloudy sky
I finally got it
It made sense at last
The reason that it aches like this
The reason I can't move past
I'm always open for suggestions, advice, and criticism that makes me a better writer so thank you and I will take your advice! :-)