how could you?

[paradox]

you up and walked away

and left me here alone.

you fucking walked away

and left me cold as stone.

my light, my love, my life

you took it all away.

gave me spite and hate and strife

then left me bleeding here today.

how could you lie?

how could you say?

that you loved me

how could you leave

and let me die?

you betrayed me.

left behind

and empty husk

im useless to you now.

drained and dry

and tossed aside

im worthless anyhow.

[Brenda Starrr]

That's a very good, very angry poem.

[paradox]

thanks.

most of my stuff is like that. i love angst

[soothsayer]

I like it too. We're just one big group of angry angst filled writers aren't we? :laughing

[paradox]

well, it IS a goth board. :whistling

[soothsayer]

We should gather our work together and publish it. It'll be a hit dammit! :grin

[paradox]

ive always wanted to publish. but somehow i dont think poetry is all that popular nowadays...

a fading art?

[soothsayer]

Maybe, but everything comes back sooner or later.

[paradox]

yea, artists are always famous after theyre dead! :laughing