Black Poetry : A Letter to Myself

[HODEE]

Sorry…sorry, sorry. If I could get past this line. Ok

I don’t want to live.
If I can’t give my love to you.
Baby, I’m Sorry,

No... No... No... scratch that.

Sorry I’m sorry, what did I do wrong?
The sound of the rain against my window
mimics the beating of my heart.
I just thought of my heart being
thrown against a rock.
It splashed and left a
permanent stain where it landed.

I don’t have any plans.
My whole world is upside down.

No... That didn’t come out right.

Maybe I'll tell her this!

Many papers thrown to the floor.
I just can’t find or get the words right.
Broken pencils surround me.
Looks like a battle zone.
I am the casualty.
Sleep doesn’t come easy.
Everything is going wrong.
Just broke my last pencil, and
I don’t have a sharpener.



Can't Concentrate.
Can’t seem to do
anything right anymore.

Why did she have to say goodbye?

 

[queentswana]

I am so aware that...
"It's so hard to say good-bye...to yesterday"
a wonderful, but heartfelt piece poet.

 

[Intrepid]

Pass your letter on Brother Hodee
It is hard to say Goodbye, especially when you really don't want to

 

[$$RICH$$]

this one i know so well .....just can't do it !!!

 

[Poetrymama]

re: Letter

Very nice. Saying good-bye is never easy.