by Betty Rickard
Monday, October 28, 2002
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You, just pulled away in your car..Tires screeching, leaving a trail of dust behind..I sit here watching the drops of rain starting to splash on the window, wondering where we went wrong..Thunder crashing off in the distance followed by flashes of light.
As I, sit here my heart breaks..It longs for the days before you gave up on us and went your seperate way..Sitting here all alone again, tears flowing down my face, feeling nothing but pain surrounded by emptiness.. The rain is falling hard, just like my tears wondering what went wrong, how could he not care?
How could I have given this man all my love to have him treat me this way? To pretend I'm not here and just walk away?
Like the lake with waves crashing to the shore, the anger builds up inside of me, I really don't want you anymore..My tears are flowing all down my face. I hear the thunder... I see the flashes of yesterday...My heart is breaking as I sit here alone again, watching the rain splash on my window.
Dreaming thoughts of years gone by, knowing in my heart those days are gone forever. Closing this chapter of my life finally saying good bye, wiping away all my tears, listening to the storm outside and listening to the storm inside me. As I, sit all alone here again today....feeling very, very empty.
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|Reviewed by Peter Smyth
|Beautiful, yet so very sad. Well written... Peter|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|powerful prose here, betty! thanks for rating my work; it is most appreciated! love, and god's blessings to you~~your friend, karen lynn. ((((HUGS)))) :)|
|Reviewed by Josephine Bohen
|very moving piece felt the storms
|Reviewed by na na (Reader)
|In the ultimate end of our journey, we are alone and die alone. Separate entities. But there is a place where we will experience oneness and that place is with God. Bill
Notice I don't downgrade for picture or what colors you use in your poems or waht you say.
I only grade on the effectiveness of your writing and this is effect and gets a (10)
|Reviewed by Jack Roberts
|So very sad, yet a very good write !
|Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader)
|Clear, sharp expression--good write...|
|Reviewed by Anthony Smith (Reader)
|That was exquisite - what powerful imagery...nicely done~!|
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|beautiful verse and imagery loved all the
|Reviewed by Vicky Jeter
|Beautiful metaphor here. Hoping that a new
dawn has come for you by now. Vicky