Frozen roses (Photo credit: Vin (can we have it the classic way?))
The telephone sits idle in its cradle
The silence is so deafening it hurts
I’ll forget you tomorrow if I’m able
And I’ll pray to god you get your just deserts
The days in this most awful week are dragging
In shock I feel a fire beneath my skin
The healing just eludes, is sadly lagging
I brood, I toss and turn and won’t begin
The email cursor flickers like a warning
Write, re-write the words I’ll never send
Enraged, I find a strange new form of mourning
The urge to seem aloof, to just pretend
I wonder in your world if you are breaking
Do I occupy your thoughts or am I gone?
Do you endure the sorrow I’m partaking
Or has your cheating heart proceeded on?
I yearn to make you suffer for your choices
To have power of effect I know I’ve lost
But I’m just one of yesterday’s voices
And not the one, I fear, you yearn for most
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
helenvalentina 
This is just so perfect.
Thank you so much, that is so kind!! 🙂 🙂
Beautiful!
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
Sometimes it’s best just to let the other person disipate like a fog lifting in the new day sun. Though I feel your pain and bitterness–it is just not worth it, nor worthy of yourself. Best to spend the time healing, something anger and remorse cannot help do.>KB
Very true, this poem was more a reflection of something long ago rather than something recent, thankfully. 🙂
Just send him a bag of cat turds through the post.
LOL!
This happened to me last week and your words made me cry but you spoke for me.
Thank you, I hope you are feeling better this week. Such feelings are hard…
Nope but I preserver ! Thank you kindly!
🙂
And still I persevere with spelling too 🙂
You truly know my heart and what it is going through. Love you, Sis…my dear kindred spirit.
Thanks Skye!! xxx 🙂
This is very realistic and very human,, nothing held back. I can relate to these feelings, I hope all is well and there are no bastards I need to beat up for you 😛
Thanks – all’s good. I’ve been happily single for many years now so any poems of heartache are memories from the quite distant past, so I have no ‘bastards to beat up’ list at the moment – but thanks anyway!! 🙂 🙂
I am so happy to hear that but sad to because I love beating up bastards (I am just kidding I have never been in a fight in my life lol)
LOL! 🙂
Wonderfully written.
Thank you so much!! 🙂 🙂
wow such a a moving poem, i felt drawn into the narrators world and felt such empathy for her, i really felt her rage for this person and yet her love. wow! 🙂
Thank you so much!! 🙂 🙂
“The silence is so deafening it hurts
I’ll forget you tomorrow if I’m able”
….. this is so touching. You are a wonderful poet.
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂