3rd September, 2008

01 Jun

Facing miles out to sea
with a distance between us I can’t bear,
I look at you now, someone I barely know,
reaching out but you’re not there.
Someone I thought had all the answers,
I could never imagine you’d become estranged,
sitting so close, rain on the windscreen,
heads tilted back, everything’s changed.

Watching lightning across the sky
with unsaid words caught with my breath,
and who would have thought you’d break my heart?
I was the last one to know, the last one to guess.
Someone I thought I could depend on,
was the one person who took it all away,
a few simple words, you crushed my world,
you look at me now and have nothing to say.

Weathering storms, I thought you’d attempt
to give me a chance and forgive me once more,
and what have I done? I no longer know,
what you’re tearing my life apart for.
I hold onto you, knowing you won’t respond,
remembering words with a bitter taste,
wishing I didn’t love you this much
now all those feelings have gone to waste.

Facing miles out to sea
with tears in my eyes and your kiss on my lips,
your every word creating a contradiction,
can we ever hope to recover from this?
I hold onto faith as you drive me home,
rain on the windows and storm clouds above,
I can’t find the way to say all those words,
I love you,
I need you,
I’d be lost without you,

(c) 2008

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Posted by on June 1, 2011 in Poetry


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16 responses to “3rd September, 2008

  1. Jingle

    June 1, 2011 at 12:22 pm

    welcome to JP..

    amazing expression …:)

  2. Daydreamertoo

    June 1, 2011 at 12:46 pm

    Awwwwww I almost teared up. To love someone so much and to lose it, (as I have done) so sad.
    Your words capture the heartache felt, so well in each line. Sheesh, where’s me Kleenex :(
    Well penned :)

  3. Luke Prater

    June 1, 2011 at 1:52 pm

    Tough, raw, real. Heartbreaking read. I thank you for sharing this. As an aside, I have struggled hugely in my late twenties/early thirties with severe CFS which is close to FM and has many mental symptoms also (can have, and I had). Things are much much better now but I’m still working on 100% recovery.



    • halfwaybetweenthegutter

      June 6, 2011 at 8:34 pm

      Thank you for replying, and for sharing about CFS. It was assumed for a long time that I had CFS until my diagnosis of fibro, and I feel for you. I’m genuinely pleased that things are better now, and working towards recovery can surely be the most positive thing a person with chronic pain can do.

  4. lolamouse

    June 1, 2011 at 5:21 pm

    Emotionally raw and very honest. Thanks so much for sharing something that seems so personal.

  5. liv2write2day

    June 1, 2011 at 6:15 pm

    There is much vulnerability in this poignant poem. It shows that deep pain can inspire powerful poetry.

  6. mindlovemisery

    June 2, 2011 at 7:54 am

    I agree with what’s been said here this such a vulnerability and a raw nerve kind of pain. Heart-breaking and beautifully done

  7. luna15

    June 2, 2011 at 8:09 pm



    June 3, 2011 at 9:57 pm

    The tone and cadence of this poem are hauntingly beautiful. I am reminded of a fav poem by Thomas Hardy-”We sat at the window..” Lovely.

    • halfwaybetweenthegutter

      June 6, 2011 at 8:31 pm

      Thank you for your comment, it means a lot to me. I’ve always love Thomas Hardy so perhaps he rubs off on me a bit!


    June 6, 2011 at 5:18 pm

    Wow this is so beautifull. <3. Well done. X


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