Friday, August 5, 2011

The Poet in Me Died: A repost

One of the dark times of Mr. Brightside.

I wrote this poem back in 2007, right after my first boyfriend (we were together for 1 year and 4 months) told me he cheated on me and eventually broke up with me. Jerk. I've forgiven him, but still, he messed me up and picking up the pieces of my broken self was not easy (after all, it was my first heart break).

Anyway, I just want to share this poem.

The Poet in Me Died
by Mr. Brightside

Words don’t make sense anymore,
The waves depart farther from the shore.
Emotions that were once all mine,
Decided to bury itself in time.

Promises now become lies,
Forever becomes a vague picture.
Tears start flowing from my eyes,
The truth now becomes torture.

Words now cease to rhyme,
Songs start to lose its meaning.
The light you once found in me refuses to shine,
I am now void of all feelings.

The heart now numbs and becomes sober,
Denying that thoughts of you still linger.
The questions still remain unanswered,
Nothings real until you realize it’s all over.

I crash and burn
Tired to hope and yearn
The heart and mind collide
The poet in me died.


  1. Where are the poets buried? I'd go wherever it is. I'll bring my pen and my little notebook. For there must be tons of stellar lines written on their graves.
    Thanks for sharing. Like it ;D
    wv: sadho

  2. Because all we can do is to move on...