Treasure Island

Teddy Ang

(22/9/1992)

Abandoned Love


I feel like I'm stranded on an empty island
Slowly sinking towards the bottom of the sea
Held captive for so long in the thoughts of you
I can hardly recall what it's like to be free

I spend most of the time venturing my mind
Looking for anything related to happiness
But no matter what, at the end of the day
All I can remember from it is you and my loneliness

I always thought you were the reason of my existence
But since you've abandoned me, do I still carry on?
You didn't even seem to appreciate the things I gave you
And will you only start to care after I'm gone?

I feel like I'm stranded on an empty island
Slowly sinking towards the bottom of the sea
And everyday I hope that before my time runs out
You'll come back to hear the words 'I Love You' once more from me

(9th August 2009) - My 54th Poem...

Submitted: Sunday, August 09, 2009
Edited: Wednesday, February 01, 2012
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