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Pinky Promise

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Soul shattered. Sorry I wasn't there.
I promised, once didn't I?
I break promises I guess.

I don't bother listening to the messages on the voicemail anymore.
They collected themselves together until the error comes up;
and I have to force myself not to bite my lip while I delete them.
Your voice is still beautiful by the way.

Don't hate me, please.
It's just who I am.
Attention hyperactive paranoia at being close to anyone disorder.
Isolation clings to my skin like ice to a rail in winter.

I love you,
but I can't tell you that. . .

I guess in the end you'll be happy with someone else,
and I'll smile like every beat my heart makes isn't bleeding, too.
Originally written June 13, 2011

((Sorry for the massive amount of uploads. This one will be the last one for at least a day or two, I need to lay off ^^;))

As you can probably tell, this is another poem from that old journal.
© 2012 - 2024 Roses-And-Hearts
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aninfinitygame's avatar
"Isolation clings to my skin like ice to a rail in winter."
that line. blows my brain. every. single. time. i read it, its that stunning.

All I can say to this is that this poem is simply beautiful and you have a very nice writing voice. Keep up be good work!