NationStates Jolt Archive

Read My Poem.I wrot This.

In search of happiness...
he walked down the road...
didn't think twice...
before he gave his heart away...
nieve little boy....
believed she was the one for him...
he placed his faith n trust...
didn't see what was coming...

Blinded by a fantasy...
weakened by love...
the closer he got to happiness...
the further it drifted away...
in search of life
he came so close to death...

he weeps into the lonely nights...
wondering where he went wrong...
how foolish he had once been...
she said the fault was in his only...
didn't even give him a chance to explain...

All he wanted was to be loved...
he knew he'd give her his whole world...
yet unknown to what was expected...
he made mistakes...
were they so great that he...
deserved to be treated this way?

At such a young age...
he's been through so much...
at one point was ready to throw it all away...
now looking back in time..
he's scared by the dark faces...
that haunt him...
never gona be able to trust again...
he watches the stars shine...
in the night sky...
and prays that
he never falls in love again....

Now the search has come to an end...
the road is never ending...
yet everything has lost all meaning...
that boy was me...

and my journey in search of happiness...
for which i have only memories left...

amit

blaugh!

Hey, that's nice. real sad though... and all too common a story. was this really you? recently?

The self-pity makes it almost unreadable :(

yeah theres that, but tis stilla good work

yeah theres that, but tis stilla good work

I say there is more poetry in the phonebook :(

meh, maybe your right....maybe, to you, there is

Art, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder

and whats with the :( after each post...are you having a bad night, man?

Yeah, its the effect bad taste has on me ;)

Well, im sorry, i hope your night/day/morning/evening, whatever it may be, improves