A Poem By SURPRISINGPERSON // 3/22/2018

It's funny how a melody
Can sound like a memory.
It's strange how a simple song
Can, somehow, be louder
Than a gong.

I still remember the sound of your voice.
I still remember your choice,
To leave me for her,
And yank me off, like a
Stubbornly clinging burr.

Why do I still wish you were here,
When you've been gone for more than a year?
Why do I still think you will come,
Refusing to let go,
Even when I know you are gone?

Love is such a persistent feeling,
Even it it's been harsh in it's dealing.
It will continue to hurt and survive,
Even though, without it,
You know you could thrive.



I really enjoyed this.

I have a nit-picky comment. :P In the second line of the last verse it should be "its" instead of "it's".

Damaris Ann | Thu, 03/22/2018

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

The first line especially was

The first line especially was so understandable. I know how hearing songs can be like "seeing" memories. ;)

Libby | Mon, 03/26/2018

“The gospel alone is the power of God unto salvation.
Therefore, suffer, yes. Be misunderstood, yes. Be shamed, yes. But do not be ashamed. For the joy set before you, take up your cross, follow Jesus, be shamed and despise the shame!" -- John Piper


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