Her Solitude: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.

Her Sollitude: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.
By: Zach Brehany

My mind thinks.
Revolves what he says.
It does make sense.
She could be depressed.

Being depressed,
It does makes sense.
From possible mutilation,
to being alone.
But I wish she would let me in.

I do not diserve this.
I never had
Yet I am treated as such.
Such a way I do not diserve.

I have always been a good friend.
Helped her when needed
Gave her advice when wanted.
But no thanks in return.

May be I should tell of her secret.
Her exploit.
That will serve her right.
Nah, I won't.
Too evil.

Perspective Of A Ghost: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.

Perspective Of A Ghost: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.
By: Zach Brehany

A ghost is invincible.
Never noticed
Never acknowledge
When she is around,
I become a ghost.

She was my best friend.
Someone I can talk to.
That person is dead.
Someone took my friend.
I want her back.

I have other friends.
Ones that I care deeply for.
Without her,
There is an empty void.

Sad poems fill this blog.
I am aware.
I wish for happier ones.
O, how I wish.

Maybe one day that will happen.
When Hell freezes over.

Waiting Is coming To An End: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.

Waiting Is coming To An End: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.
By: Zach Brehany

I have waited
In agony,
torture
Pain. Played
Her game.

It was suppose to pass
Everything alright.
It has not
It has not

I put myself threw Hell
Killed part of myself
Killed my love
For her.

I remain in sollitude.
Alone.
Isolated from the one I love.
For her.

I feel she is trying to end it.
Trying to torture me.
It has worked.

He is an influence.
I know he is.
She lied to me.
That hurts.

What have I done wrong?
I never hurt her.
I never tortured her.
I never betrayed her.
And this is the thanks I get in return?

My love grows thin.
Something I prayed that would never
that would never happen.
It is still strong.
I still have hope.

I have helped her.
Comforted her.
I never been treated like this.
Never been treated as cruel.
It destroys me.
And she does not give a damn.
She never has.