Rawr! I haven't posted something in awhile. Sorry to all of you who were expecting a new chappie from one of my two unfinished fics. I will eventually start again, when life is not so hectic.

If you have seen this before, you must be an AP member, for this was one of my first poems. Don't worry, they have gotten better. Anywho, my username is the same on allpoetry as it is on here. I am not stealing from anyone except myself, and I'm pretty sure that is legal.

This poem was originally written, however poorly, about an event that was occuring in my life, when my friend pointed out that it reminded her of the Twilight series. So put this in the second book, New Moon, when Edward decided to leave for Bella's sake. Bella P.O.V. obviously!


How

How could you say that?

What would possibly compel you?

What must have travelled through your mind?

You could have just said no

Would it have been that hard?

Apparently…

Apparently

But instead

You ripped out my heart

Whether subconsciously or not I cannot tell for sure

And whilst it lay beating in your warm, soft hands

You did more then just break it

No, breaking it would have hurt much less,

Something broken can be pieced back together

You obliterated it

Destroyed it

Pretend like it never happened!

A cliché that makes me scoff

I would laugh

If my heart would actually let that slight happiness in again

Pretend

Is this a joke?

If only it was that easy

You can't run from your problems, from me

Do you know that?

Cause you sure as hell try to

Should I be ashamed?

'Cause I'm not ashamed

Maybe at one point I was

But I no longer hate myself

At least, not for that

Never for that

Regret eats my awareness

Dulling my senses

Flooding my existence

No.

It was not regret for what I did

For what I said

I will never regret that

Neither is it regret for the response I provoked from you

For that is how life is

Cruel and unforgiving

The regret that captivates my being

Making it so I can't think

Begging my mind to overcompensate

With hazy swirls of color and ideas

Trying smother that oh-so-familiar, everlasting pain

Futilely, yet relentlessly

But instead of mind numbing images

Your face once again clouds my vision

It wouldn't be life

I've come to realize

If it was that easy to forget you

To forget what I feel

And no matter how hard I try to

In the pit of my stomach

I know I never will forget

The only regret

Which still lingers in my heart

My final regret:

That my heart was stupid enough

To fall for that dazzling sunshine,

To fall for someone like you.


After re reading it I can definetely say I am completely unstatisfied with that poem, but no one is perfect right?

Once again:

If you have seen this before, you must be an AP member, in whichcase my username is the same. I am not stealing from anyone except myself, and I'm pretty sure that is legal.

Feedback? Tell me how horrific it was.

-Dak