Sad song
Death is easy -now
Death of each of them feels like a cake walk now
As I listen to each of there songs they loved
celebrated there life
I swat at flies then smile at there freedom for they are smiling down on me
Knowing I would live on
Get through this and learn to enjoy life
Broken heart is never worth the tears
Heartbreak of lovers and friends and families was
Inertia
The letting go of the grip and the Loosing of training wheels
Forging new terrain ahead singing
I will survive alone and not lonely
Of course I
Can
Get through this
cause
Strength comes in the face of being told your not loved
Not just by paramours but family as well nothing worse at the time then family ignoring your silent pain
That just made me more resilient
The sickness
The diseased questionable
Then sickness comes with
questionable outcomes and more struggles to be layered into a fragmented mess you want to clean up before to old and to late
It Has pulled up
Silent unsuspecting
Caused by lapse of judgment
Driven by my own stupidity and want
Perhaps
through all the death grief surviving and heartbreak learning from staring down the ones who should and said they loved me
To just not think of anyone but me for once though to the world I was selfish
Trying foolishly to catch up to the place I fell behind years ago in all my process
Like buying a sport car at 50
It just felt good
I want to laugh or scream but
Im a clench mouth feeling a void
Silence is all that happens around me
Now
That’s the saddest song I got
And can not sing it
That would be to much even for me
About this poem
Facing everything till now has brought me wordless
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Written on May 23, 2023
Submitted by desmond.s.nyc on May 27, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | AABCDXC X EXXFDXXXEBXG XX XXXFGXXDX XXX XXDAXXD |
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,607 |
Words | 339 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 7, 1, 12, 2, 9, 3, 7 |
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