Little King of Sorrows
I wish to pause...
and press rewind.
Insert the words that fled my mind.
so you would know,
the man inside that didn't show.
You ran in tears
and slammed the door,
it cut me at my deepest core.
Far too soon
to feel that pain,
fear now surged through every vein.
Now on guard,
my thoughts askew.
Indifference I displayed to you.
How much I cared,
would not be shown.
Beside myself I sat alone.
The letters wrote,
I hate to see.
The heartless fool portrayed by me.
while standing firm.
Cold as ice my every term.
Each minute yearning,
for an end.
And hold you in my arms again.
this drunken spell.
My heaven melts within this hell.
My broken wings,
now on display.
I push my angel's prayers away.
Life and death,
become the same,
as a love once real is set aflame.
by what was said,
I starved you of attention pled.
Next day we chose,
to go and talk.
On broken dreams we still would walk.
The damage done,
the sting severe.
The stormy night would never clear.
A boom and shout,
in darkened room.
Our friendship finally met it's doom.
Head hung low,
I left at dawn.
One final meet and you were gone.
I wished our story,
short and sweet.
Rose like memories at your feet.
But truth be told,
I'm split in two,
from the madness that I put you through.
put to test,
I run in circles seeking rest.
I try to fly
and leave this place.
Another fall upon my face.
by a weary soul unrecognized.
© 2013 L.K.Sorrows
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