Trying To Be Real, by Loneliness is condescending Subscribe to rss feed for Loneliness is condescending 

I died before I said the words,
You were meant to hear.
With the words I love you, 
Echoing on a breath I never meant to use. 
In the darkness of the light 
An in the agony of my hopelessness 
I lay in the trap we wove 
Waiting for my humility
To blanket me in forgiveness
Posted: 2006-05-15 00:20:24 UTC
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2006-05-15 07:16:15lost the lonely dead
regret? as a poem its good....its sad or is it really? its i dunno hard for me to say, but i know what its like....a certain scene replays over and over when i think about this something that actually happened but seemed so detached from reality i wondered at the time if it really had or if i had been mistaken, *grins* it humors me to think you could mean this about something toootttalllly different then what my mind wanders off with

2006-05-15 07:27:11lost the lonely dead
and well i only really regreted saying "i love you" once but the few other times ive thought i meant it i wonder if it had the density and reality it shoudl have, still i wish i could leave even love behind and go on a road trip somewhere im ready to just go, forget work parents and other people i need to get away and im sick of saying it, love your writing *thumb up* maybe after a break from life ill see things more clearly throuhg my muddy glasses, i think thats one reason i said once i didnt care about having a girlfriend anymore i swear im going insane

2006-06-15 16:56:20Faith
I love reading your poems, this one is amazingly good!