Winning the Race Wasn't Getting There First, And I Guess I Wasn't But...God, Did I Do Good.

Every day and every hour
Waiting, dying pedal shed flower
Everything I miss is everything I felt
From every hug, hold, "I love you", or kiss that was dealt
It's all so vivid but it makes my heart pound
When I think of the feeling, the sight and the sound
Of the girl that I love and hold on to forever
But this connection has been stretched, almost every line severed
Behind each wall and behind my eyes
Lies a thought of you, but the eyes never cry
They have run out of tears that have turned into hope
For each day I think of One Day, and a chance to date or elope
And marry and love for the rest of my life
A loving, caring, and life long wife
But for now, I just want to be pulled in
To her living kiss, so that I may trace her skin
And tremble at her hands on my back and my head
This let's me know I'm not better off dead
I can have hope for a better tomorrow
The end of the pain and the sorrow
And I cannot wait for my One Day to come
To hold the girl of my dreams and the heart that I've won

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