What is love, how it happens and why is it so painful?

   The air I breathe is slowly turning into sorrow,

Filling my lungs day and night.

Yesterday and today will always be repeated tomorrow,

I have no one to make my wrongs right.

And I ask myself when will happiness break through?

 

So I stare into the mirror, aware of the reflection.

Close the door behind me; I’d rather be the only witness.

The relationship between my knees and the floor, there is only tension.

For my mind knows very well that they would rejoice in my weakness.

And I ask myself when will happiness break through?

 

Protected by four walls, yet I find myself in need of directions,

Unable to think straight.

As I hear the door open, I scramble to hide my defections.

I set my eyes upon her, I see her relief… not too late.

And I ask myself when will happiness break through?

 

I being to think, the very air I breath fails me.

Inhaling sin, and exhaling profanity.

“Nothing” I say, but my tears are ahead of me,

And now she can see my dishonesty.

And I ask myself when will happiness break through?

 

She tries to talk down my walls, as she speaks into my ear,

 

*“You’re young, and a life of happiness awaits you.”

I state at her cold, empty as if she were my mirror.

Before I know it, I’m yelling “Happiness isn’t strong enough to get through.”

As soon as the words are said I come to the realization maybe the answer is clear, nothing or no one can be victorious fighting alone.

 

I’ve got to do this on my own

Figure out what’s happened to me and how sadly I’ve grown

Realize the mistakes I never intended to make

And the promises that I keep and somehow break

And I ask myself when will happiness break through?

 

I’ve never felt like this before

It feels like I’m in a war

A war against myself and you

That I kept on ignoring to try myself from going blue

      And I ask myself when will happiness break through?

 

      See this is just a nightmare so I blink twice

      Open up my eyes hoping she’d be in my sight

      It’s impossible to accept that you’re gone

      Along with your love is what you’ve withdrawn

      And I ask myself when will happiness break through?

 

      Please come back and tell me that you love me

      Caz when if you won’t it’ll straight up kill me

      So I’m torn to do what I have to

      To bring you back, the same girl I loved and knew

      And I ask myself when will happiness break through?

 

      See you forgot about the house,

      You forgot about the ring,

       I remember everything,

       I just want to hear you sing,

       And I ask myself when will happiness break through?

 

       See girl, we were a perfect match

       A match made in heaven a billion times brighter than a match

       A match made in heaven

       That set the fires in hell

       And I ask myself when will happiness break through?

 

       So baby, lets finish this off

       Please just come back and kill this pain

       Baby let’s commit the perfect crime

       I’ll steal your heart, you’ll steal mine

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  • Francy on Jul 1, 2009

    very interesting.
    Keep sharing.

  • gringoperry on Jul 2, 2009

    Quite a few spelling errors, but is English your first language? Other than that it had quite good flow for a first attempt at poetry. Very good, keep writing and if you want to read any of my poetry, please feel free to do so and leave comments.

  • Morgana on Jul 2, 2009

    I also ask myself that question all the time. Sounds like a song, I like it.

  • HelloSiti on Jul 2, 2009

    Islamic poem of what?

  • BradONeill on Jul 3, 2009

    That is a good pretty good poem. I enjoyed it. I thought it was a bit long with a few forced areas

    I’ve never felt like this before

    It feels like I’m in a war

    A war against myself and you

    That I kept on ignoring to try myself from going blue

    and some minor errors.
    I (*being*) to think, the very air I breath fails me.
    I (*state*) at her cold, empty as if she were my mirror.

    But a very good effort heart felt and true what more can you ask of a first time poet! Keep it up my friend.

  • Sidney on Jul 3, 2009

    I liked it C:

  • dewfunk on Jul 8, 2009

    Wooo that’s such a long poem friend, it’s good though just amazed that you could wrote a poem that long ..keep it up..

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