Monday, November 17, 2008

A Really Bad Love Poem

When you went away
all my words came out wrong
as if they were scared to fail you
or as if parts of them were left to drown
in the abyss of my thoughts.


I no longer know how to say,
what I feel anymore -

Maybe along with my heart,
you took away my lyrics
my rhythm
my poetry.


All I have left
are these bad poems,
lying awkwardly, legs crossed out,
out of breath
on these deserts
of empty pages.