Imaginary Memories

by Lithium   Oct 2, 2007


Keep me in your memories,
When I decide to leave your heart,
All this hurt inside,
Is enough to tear me apart,

I can't be who you want me to be,
This face is a paper mask,
Which will soon be shredded,
By razor blades from the past,

Why do you treat me this way?
Why is it so hard to let go?
Why won't this pain suffice?
Is it because you'll loose control?

I'll keep on waiting for my time,
I'll keep on dreaming,
Of more than a clear surface,
And all the happiness I am missing,

As I watch the time pass me by,
There's so much I've keep locked up inside,
A sorrow that never fades,
Thoughts possessing an unfulfilled mind,

So slowly I turn to ash,
The cold black winter even turns away,
I used to be my own protection,
But not now as night becomes day,

Forgetting all this hurt I hold within,
I ask someone to save me from myself,
Before I close the door forever,
Please just ask yourself,

For all this prose can no longer be imaginary,
It's the life in which I live,
Death almost seems the present,
I wish for you to give.

Wrote on October 2nd, 2007
© Samantha Jayne Reed

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  • 16 years ago

    by debbylyn

    So sad....to lose one and be left with only memories...this is a very moving piece....the emotion and longing are evident in every verse...

    "So slowly I turn to ash,
    The cold black winter even turns away,
    I used to be my own protection,
    But not now as night becomes day,"

    ^ This is excellent.....the "ash" of a spent relationship....love the Winter metaphor....

    Really enjoyed this heartfelt and beautiful poem from you....take care, Debbie

  • 16 years ago

    by End Of Eternity

    Wow...very powerful write indeed..i missed all ur poems..its been so long...and am glad that u r still posting....keep them coming

    all the best and take care

  • 16 years ago

    by Cindy

    Sam
    How I have missed reading your poetry. What a sad piece. Brings tears to the eyes.

    For all this prose can no longer be imaginary,
    It's the life in which I live,
    Death almost seems the present,
    I wish for you to give.

    These lines really touched my heart.
    Take care
    Love Cindy

  • 16 years ago

    by chavii

    Samantha, this poem is really moving.Such depth in words, a overhwhelming feeling comes in reader's mind.Very few are capable of it.

    Keep writing
    chavii.

  • 16 years ago

    by CourtneyLouxxx

    I get some really scary thoughts from this hope
    im praying its fiction...

    im always here x