heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
My Light is Gone
My light has gone out I stand on a forgotten shore; no one comes this way anymore. I was once a safe harbour, but they only stopped on the way to someone else. They never stayed long enough to drop anchor; took advantage of my generous nature, stole my oil for their own gain. I weathered storms, gales and massive waves. Spent sleepless nights slaving to keep the fire burning. Because I was the light giver. My light stretched out into the darkness but was rarely reflected back. The years took their toll. The cracks began to show, letting the cold wind and damp soak through. Rotting timbers, paint peeling - rust-soaked tears staining my sides, my fuel ran low. Too hazardous now, they learned to steer clear, and avoid my shore. They speed passed, without a second glance. My last flickering light called out, to those lost at sea. They hoped for rescue, but perished on the rocks that surround me. My light has gone out. I am an empty shell. The waves keep coming, eroding me. I know not how long I can hold my ground, before the ocean reclaims me.
By Skye Bothma12 months ago in Poets
The Pain
If I do not change I only have myself to blame For I am who I am Because of the pain Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
