A Year of Poetry by Amanda Paweska
A PICTURE
As I glance
At a picture
Of you
My heart
Begins to break
My eyes
Start to water
I miss you
More than ever
It's only
Getting worse
The longer
You're gone
The harder it gets
To see
A picture
FADES
Your memory fades
Am I starting
to forget?
Am I losing you
or have I lost you for good?
I could not bear
having to feel
that pain again
I can't keep losing you
Once was
too much
Since your memory
is fading
I must forget.
I LOVE HIM
I love him
But never
Shall I have him
I'm not
What he wants
Even though
He's the only thing
I need
If only
He'd care
Maybe just a bit
I'd have the faith
To go on and not quit
But since no feelings
Does he have
I'll end my pain
And never see
Light again
And if he cares
When he hears
Tell him
"I Love Him"
I'M AFRAID
I'm afraid
of losing you
even though
I don't have you
I'm afraid
of being forgotten
even though
I'm not known
I'm afraid
of being lonely
even though
I am
I'm afraid
I'll never be happy
even though
I haven't been
I'm so afraid
of never being loved
even though
I never have been
PRETEND
Pretending
To be happy
Forcing a smile
Laughing along
Hiding my pain
Not letting them know
Keeping it in
Hiding it all
Such a good
Pretender
THE RAIN
The rain falls
faster and harder
Stinging
as it hits my skin
Drowning
out my pain
I weep
as the rain falls
Tears roll
faster and harder
Stinging
my cheeks
Drowning
out the sounds
of the rain
ROSE
Beautiful and
Sweet
But defensive
To the touch
Against bruises
And breaking
Awaiting
The right person
To remove
The thorns
STILL
I can still
feel your touch
on a cold winter's day
I smell you cologne
in the stale air
I hear your laugh
in the painful silence
I see your smile
when I close my eyes
I taste your lips
when I sit alone
Even though you're gone
You take over my senses
TURNING 17
Seventeen
Is what I am
In only years
But if you look
Deep in my eyes
You'll see
My soul has aged
Much more
My heart has been
Pieced together
One too many times
Sadness
Has become a friend
Death and loss
Live too close
I long to have
A carefree adolescence
And just be
Seventeen
WHAT’S THE POINT?
What's the point
of me crying?
it has
no effect on you
you avoid and ignore me
What's the point
of dreaming?
they never come true
you're still not with me
What's the point
of hoping?
you don't care
and most likely never will
What's the point
of loving you?
since you'll never
feel the same
WHY
Why does love
Hurt so much?
When all I want
Is to feel your touch
Your warm embrace
On a cold winter's day
"I love you"
Is what I wish you'd say
As the days
Drift by
Farther away you slip
Why?
UNTITLED
I cry out
to you
praying
you hear me
knowing
you don't
my need
to hear
your voice
surpassing
my need
to live
because
without you
my life is
nothing
UNTITLED
He kisses her,
Touches her,
Calls her name.
How I wish
His lips kissed mine
His hands touched my skin
He'd call out to me.
I wish
He'd love me
How I long
To be her,
The one who
Holds his heart.
UNTITLED
I dream of the day
When he holds me
The day he
Truly cares
The moment
Our lips touch
And his heart
Opens to me
I wait
For a day
That may never come
And a moment
That won't
Happen
BACK
