Another poem from my diary. I had the exact time of the day when I finished this poem.

Without a title, it was only marked as this: May 27, 2002, Monday 5:30PM.

 

Poem by Ihvonie Sevilleno

Am I doomed?

I pulled on the gloom again

It fogs my eyes with misty tears

It clouds my bosom with headless fear.

 

I fall back and listen

To the sounds once hidden

But then sounds were empty

And only proved to be otherwise… noise.

 

Those scraps of moments we’ve had

Are all that I now tap.

To feel those touch and kisses

To remember those wild embraces.

 

I though it was “two”-gether

But you turned the path to never

There was no love to defer

Hurt… it is the only one that lingers.