You were the purest.

by Poet on the Piano   Feb 16, 2015


I need to be more grateful; mother already
comments that I complain about the mundane
when in reality, I'm scared of losing the simple
moments of perfection I know aren't created
to last. Maybe it's my new challenge, to cherish
instead of curse, all that once was, all that rolled
me into a sober sleep where I didn't claw my
eyes out for seeing all of myself in you. Maybe
we won't circle each other forever, hands of a
clock that's so beloved, but too antique to
make true amends with time.

I need to thank God for the support I have,
that even though you can't embrace me when the
full moon is absent, I was cared for by another
despite pitching my self-worth into ravines.

You were the purest soul I ever graced...

and I'll be alright.

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Written 2/16/15 at 1:29 PM
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  • 9 years ago

    by Sunshine

    :) Loved this one!

    The title, in the past tense of verb to be, instantly spoke to me of loss or change, you were, either lost or changed..the purest.

    Loved your confrontation with yourself, perhaps being honest or ironic, either way we all need to be grateful and cherish ...

    One part was just epic, which is the following:

    all that once was, all that rolled
    me into a sober sleep where I didn't claw my
    eyes out for seeing all of myself in you

    ^ how creative and deep! being rolled, like you had no choice, an inevitable action, the usage of claw as verb with eyes, is just brilliant.

    Your last stanza, already feeling the gratitude and although youre missin that one person who you've dedicated in your title as being the purest,
    still youre feeling loved and cared for by another despite how youve signified your own self.

    a very personal and well penned write!

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