I'm Gone.

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    I'm Gone.

    I stand in the middle of the highway, watching the cars swerve around me.
    I see the receding taillights as the car, and person I once knew, speed off into the gathering darkness.
    There’s no way to catch him.
    He’s gone…
    My strength fails, and I sink to my knees.
    I hope, I pray, that I will be struck, and my misery ended…
    But I know.
    The misery has only just begun.
    I told myself that without him, I was nothing…
    And I forced myself to believe that.
    While I gave him my everything, he gave me his nothing.
    No….
    Another got his everything.
    And I was helpless to stop it…
    I couldn’t win him back, although I tried so hard.
    He was gone…
    I flashback to the night he said I love you…the night my heart soared.
    I remember the time he held my face...and said I was the only one.
    Did he really love me..?
    Was I really the one?
    No…
    It was all a ploy…a cruel game.
    A game in which I have no chance of winning.
    Every word I said to him, every kiss I gave him…
    All of it was true…but how was I to know he was playing me for a fool.
    I fight back these tears, thinking of those days, because I know…
    They’re gone…
    I raise my head once more, to take one more glance at those faded headlights, far away in the distance.
    He’s gone…
    I rise.
    I stand on my own, and I finally see the strength in me.
    I turn, offering no glance back.
    And I walk away.
    I walk away from that highway, and I walk away from that car.
    I walk away from that life, and I walk away from that boy.
    With a smile, I know…
    I’m gone.

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    AlexBourne commented on I'm Gone.

    03-04-2009

    wonderful

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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