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| | From: Astrid (Original Message) | Sent: 6/7/2005 9:26 PM |
I feel like a rabbit that's just been left for dead And later on a wolf will come chew off my head What kind of a woman could possibly stay strong? When her heart is breaking And the world has gone wrong I feel like a prostitute with a large unpaid bill I am closing up this emptiness That I cannot fill I’ve filled it with wine, like a great monsoon Come to wash down on me Yet it ended too soon So I drove round for hours Just thinking your name Hoping my car were to crash So I could find you again Cause you are my shelter, and its raining outside And my umbrella is broken I have nowhere to hide My heart is aching just thinking about you A 'no vacancies' sign The worst you could do Yet I am searching my dreams for a different kind of sign That this isn’t goodbye And you haven’t left me this time Hoping you still want me, but on a scale like this ‘Goodbye�?isnt a farewell Its Eternity without bliss. |
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Astrid, that is SO moving and so well written. I can identify with some of this right now. But the answer is to find ourselves again and to walk tall and proud .. |
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| | From: Astrid | Sent: 6/7/2005 11:39 PM |
I am very very flattered by such a nice comment :) especially as someone can actually connect to it rather than just think its 'cool' however I wrote this quite a while ago when my ex girlfriend broke up with me around new year and im proud to say that i am tall and walking head up high again and we are friends and have moved on. ironic i cant drive tho..[ but in the name of poetry i do ] much love :) |
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Good Poem...
SnB "The older we get, the less
concerned we are about appearance.."
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Astrid ....pssst .... don't look at the time, it's early morning cuppa time in this house, funny how I end up seeing what's gone on. Back to bed soon. It occurred to me that it might help others if one day, you felt you could write up how you did it? How you went from where the poem is to walking head high and being friends and moving on. No pressures, just a thought, dunno what commitments you have. But you can obviously write and express 'how it is/was'. I write poetry too and belong to a Poetry Group, though a bit dried up at the moment. Take care... x |
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| | From: Casi67 | Sent: 6/21/2005 9:27 AM |
Visual amazing, you can see & feel what you went through from this piece of writing. It has an atmosphere you can't help but live in - in the moments you are reading it. Thanks for sharing it Astrid Hugs Caritia |
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OMG! that almost made me cry....so beautiful....I feel it,understand, although not connecting with it at the moment,.....you have a beautiful soul, Astrid...and I appreciate you sharing it..... md |
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