No Sympathy

Poems are filled with metaphor's, similes, and personifications.

Comparing one's beauty to the ocean and how her skin was soft like a feather.

She was made up of letters and there I was trying to comprehend how to pronounce

each sound she held, she was so foreign to me.

 

She spoke like nothing in the world had mattered, like lost hope.

She always left me speechless and in wonder.

I couldn't read her, her expressions and words almost never matched.

She would just lay there.

Her eyes wonder all around the room in search of something,

but she never looked at me. I think that is when I realized she simply doesn't 

think about me. I couldn't help but question her for she never wanted to be helped.

It's like she craved the pain, she was drowning above the water and when

I reached for her hand she would pretend that she could breathe just fine. 

 

Her eyes were warm like the sand on a summer day, but by night they rushed

in waves like a deadly ocean. She didn't seem to notice how I watched her,

how I tried to read her emotions like she was my favorite book. She doesn't 

deserve the pain she allows her self to feel. Behind her sad eyes is a girl I would 

love to know. She is so talented, I can still hear the way she played the piano. It 

was a simple song but the way her hands moved and how she pressed the keys

made it seem so complex.

 

She is so strange to me, the way she does things and 

why. She was so beautifully made, yet she tries to destroy her body. I wish she 

loved herself the way she deserves to be loved. You don't say much to me but when

you do i listen carefully to the words you say because you are the first person I 

have ever met that I can't express in words, no matter how hard I try I feel like 

I'm missing a part of you. There is so much about you that goes unknown. 

 

I don't know if i'll ever uncover the mysterious part of you, 

but I hope you find healing. I wish I could just suck the sadness out of you,

but I can't you've pushed me so far. I didn't notice how much joy you bring me

until today you weren't in class. I didn't realize it but I look forward to seeing you.

Even if we don't speak much that day just being in your presence warms me. 

You have that wonderful gift that the world must see but until then, i'll be waiting

for you to come to me. 

 

 

 

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