Didn't
#8 of Poetry
I didn't know how to reach.. I didn't know how to tell you.. I didn't know it would hurt this much.
But what I did know, Were the tears on my pillow.
I didn't know you would leave me.. I didn't know I became another face.. I didn't know we were perfect until the day I couldn't reach..
Now I lay here with the tears on my pillow. Now I lay here regretting those words.. Running a hand over the spot you laid on. Wishing you were here one more time.
I am nothing but a face. I am nothing but a failure. I am nothing without your heart. I am but existing.
Call me a fool. Call me a liar. Call me a broken doll.
A doll.. A broken doll.. A shattered doll. Mend me please. Mend me with your touch. Make it all better and take this suffocation away.
I look to the heavens and I cry your name. I look to the heavens and I beg for one more chance. I look to the heavens and I see no light.. Now, I'm forced to look at hell and see Satan laughing at me.
"HaHaHa." Little mouse.. "It's too late." Satan but taunted like a little game.
I didn't know how to reach.. I didn't know how to tell you.. I didn't know the pain until you were no more.
I couldn't even kill you with my own two hands. I couldn't even begin to rescue you from the toxicity we breathe.
I cry. I cry. And I cry.
A broken doll that just couldn't reach. If you were but alive, I wouldn't be begging no more.
I would rejoice. I would rejoice this pain. I would rejoice this moments nightmare.
Hear my voice. Hear my sorrow.. And grant me another 'morrow.
I didn't know how to reach.. I didn't know how to tell you.. I didn't know how lucky I was until the first tear drop; dropped.
The time has stopped. My breath has frozen. Realization has become a poison.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
The clock tries to keep going. The clock that waits for no one.
I didn't know how to reach. I didn't know how to tell you.. I didn't know the cruelness of this thing called love.
Now I sit here watching you go by. Now I sit here hearing your voice. Now I sit here going mad.
Death all but mocked me. Love all but destroyed me. Your name, all but rescued me. Your voice, all but tortured me.
I cry. I cry. And I cry.
Its me now. My tears have dried. A broken doll sitting on a shelf watching you go by.
My story ends. My mind escapes. My voice silenced. My breath no more.
This is where we say goodbye.. Forever.