POEM STARTER
Submitted by Freddie
Life Without You
Write a poem or short story about what life would be like without the person you care about the most.
Without You
**Poems Turned To Song Lyrics**
part & day one
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The poem: âThe Dayâ a.k.a. Z a i n âs first poem as her alias (my alias đ)
The day I put on the mask
you understood.
That was why I loved you so much,
but the one day I took the mask off,
the sky was dark
and
a giant whole dug in the ground
where you would lay
and I would cry.
I would lose myself
in a hurricane of lies.
Replace the mask.
Replace the memories.
I would miss your smile.
It kept my sanity.
AdiĂłs.
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The song lyrics:
See I remember dark skies,
barely hanging onto sun light (drawn out, Max McNown style)
And the tears slippinâ from my eyes
as my hands slip away from you.
Watchinâ someone die doesnât make it true,
tell me youâre alive,
because I canât live without you.
If it were reversed, what would you do?
Because I canât imagine, no I canât live without you.
Suddenly my mask slipped, like my tears and my hands.
And when I opened my eyes to my blurred vision,
you were gone and I was alone again.
Why does holding onto someone this long feel like a sin,
maybe âcause I clutched you to my chest to stop you bleeding
but nothing helped
when the light in your eyes was already leaving,
and I watched you die
but couldnât do anything more.
Holding you then the burden of your death
got my arms feeling sore.
But what can a girl do?
What can I do? (Do-oOoo-OoOoh)
I remember dark skies,
watchinâ that sunlight leave a glow.
I remember checkered blankets,
a gleaminâ smile I should let go.
Sad, donât I know,
but what can a girl do?
When the day she shows her face,
he walks away,
just for her to catch him,
and wrap her arms âround him,
watch him die in her arms.
The day she revealed her scars,
seeing him dead made a new one.
No mask, no lover,
just a girl and her scars,
watching the day fall past,
watching her boy go way too far.
I remember glowinâ stars,
lanterns to our night sky,
but I also remember
the tears slippinâ from my eyes
as my hands slipped away from you.
Watchinâ someone die doesnât make it true,
tell me youâre alive,
because I canât live without you.
If it were reversed, what would you do?
Because I canât imagine, no I canât live without you.
What should I do? (Do-oOooO-OooOh)
I wish youâd come back,
do as you always do.
Steal my heart or my thunder,
but Iâll always remember
I canât truly say adiĂłs
when youâre six feet under.