Poem: The Sick Me!

[Unluckybolte]

The Sick Me!


The Sick Me,
Standing out near the widely opened window,
Hopes and trusts floating around,
Uselessly, teasingly and breaking the water!

The Sick Me,
Writing letters to the souls that part;
Within moments tearing them apart!

The Sick Me,
Under disguise of life,
Dying a heart full acidic blood,
That are injected by others jealousy
And turning me into a vamp!

The Sick Me,
People I love are a step away,
Standing, departing, and gazing in vague!
And yet I cry, why so the lovely souls are left!

The Sick Me,
Is the Sick Me dying in Hopes and Trusts!

 

[Imwhoo]

Really deep and emotional. Sometimes hope and trust can hurt the most when they come from the people we care about. Beautifully written.

 

[JamiPozcord]

I love your writings, I love all the elegance that your heart knows how to write so that the feeling arrives

 

[Unluckybolte]

I love your writings, I love all the elegance that your heart knows how to write so that the feeling arrives

Thank you

 

[LearnBitcoin]

Really deep and emotional. Sometimes hope and trust can hurt the most when they come from the people we care about. Beautifully written.

That last line about dying in hopes and trusts stuck with me. It's wild how the softest stuff (hope, trust) can cut the deepest when it goes sideways. Thanks for posting it, Unluckybolte, heavy but honest.

 

[Unluckybolte]

That last line about dying in hopes and trusts stuck with me. It's wild how the softest stuff (hope, trust) can cut the deepest when it goes sideways. Thanks for posting it, Unluckybolte, heavy but honest.

Poetic lines are always weighty! They hold down poet's sufferings and each word is a sign of that! Glad you liked my piece of work!