The Price of Revenge
 
How foolish I am
For standing here
Imagining the aroma of your skin
Looking in the mirror and hating
That you aren’t in my reflection
Giving your kisses to someone else
While I am engulfed in quiet
Not finding you in my hours of darkness
As I turn over and feel for you
You aren’t there
And now what am I meant to do
You weren’t designed to love anyone else
Without hesitation you bestow your kisses to a nobody
You cling to a nothing come night
She is not nor never will be me
I was such a fool for you
Suffering to no ends to finally make you love me
And when you did all I wanted was revenge
For all those instances my soul was destroyed
For everyday you broke my heart
How unpleasant those recollections are
I cannot even deal with the bitter memoirs
How could I have not fought harder to keep you?
Once I had you
Too much resentment, too much dignity, but ultimately
Too much trepidation
Because you had already hurt me too much
Looking in the mirror
Where you used to stand
I see myself but you aren’t there
Now answer me this
Wasn’t I supposed to be the one?
Wasn’t I always your girl?
And where am I now
Shattered and destroyed
Abandoned and faded more every day
In spite of everything, loving you each second of each day
How blessed she is
For she found the smiles in you again
That I wiped away
She makes you laugh
When I only made you cry
But what happens to me
When there is no longer two
In the mirror any longer
Except for the ghost of where you used to stand

By Isabella Gomez

© 2005 Isabella Gomez (All rights reserved)

 

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