We were only 16 when we fell in love
and it seemed that we had everything going for us
Things were so perfect with you
like nobody else i had ever known
You’d take my shitty days and make them great
you’d swallow my sorrows and make everything okay
Seven months later were no longer together
and I’m here sitting in tears; yearning for your touch
the curves of your body; the imperfections of your soul
How it all added up to make the girl of my dreams
You used to be the reason i got up in the morning
the reason i could sleep sound at night
Now i wake up in recession, full of nothing but depression
I have this ache in my soul, and a huge heart filled with holes
No more will to go on, no more energy to fight; i just want to make things right
But it seems that you’ve already made your decision
So i'll go make the incision upon my wrist
To save myself from the darkened abyss
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Author's Notes: I rediscovered my 1980's poetry magnets box and in it were two poems I find compelling. I recall having challenged myself to create two poems using the same set of words. These two poem are what spilled out. Which one resonates more with you, version A or B? Leave it in Comments. I'd love to know your thoughts!
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