Growing pains

At birth I cried, once
Torn from my soul’s
Cradle. And down
Will come the baby, cradle and all.

The day my nearest and dearest
Shot me in me [rather sensitive] heart
I sat on my knees,
In silence.

When my first ever true love,
_____, rejected my proposal,
I read the entire holy books, twice and
Went to our tree in the
[Let’s say imaginary] Park where we had shared
Valentine-like days, and with grief, scratched our
Pact of love from its
Unforgiving trunk.

My life’s disappointments
Were what tarnish[ed] my dreams
And my life now temporarily is
Distorted with a little slumber …
[I don’t want to wake up]

Sleep seldom visits sorrow;
When it doth, it is a comforter.

Ahh... this is sad... A quite depressive poem... But I enjoyed reading it... especially the third stranza, reminds me of myslef... lol...

aww rave thats sooo sad {im actualy crying now lol}

but that poem was awsome full of emotion and true feelings i wished it had worked out for u and your one true love rave i really do ^^

Sorry it made you cry, Lizzie. But in a way love is Satan's aspiration. and I am starting to wonder whether it' healthy for you or not.

haha well as im gonna tell u love is healthy im surtent amounts lol
and eveyone has a specal person out there for them who will stick by them forever like a pengwn has one mate and thats for there whole lives but people have the down fall of having heartbreak and the strugle to get over it most times and its k that u make me cry lol ^__^ great poem