So fallen apart.

So fallen apart.

It is like I have always told…
if you give up we are both sold…
and nothing more to hold.
My thoughts keep me awake at night…
like memories kept out of sight…
and searching for that light.

You keep me on my knee…
until the day I can see…
the two of us was never mend to be.
Singing this sad song for both of us is turning my heart to ice…
some said that lightning never strikes in the same place twice…
all things said there is lies and comes in disguise.

So fallen apart is all I see in my life…
so fallen is what I turn to see behind me…
So endlessly empty and left here to strife…
so lost in a life and never found what I wanted it to be…
Traces of you still linger on my wall…
voices I can never recall.

The tear on your face…
leave a silent trace…
and so lost in this maze.
Like you I see things and nothing gain…
like hell I have felt the same pain…
did not know tears can be seen in the rain.

I have tried to find my way in this life…
but to often all been taken before it was rife…
thought I saw my dream in your eyes.
I do not know why we get lost in my mind…
not leaving the heart to decide and love never find…
the sore hurt of life leaving me to die slowly and no bottom to rewind.

So fallen apart is all I see in my life…
so fallen is what I turn to see behind me…
So endlessly empty and left here to strife…
so lost in a life and never found what I wanted it to be…
Traces of you still linger on my wall…
voices I can never recall.

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About jachso

Hey Destiny Poets. I live in Denmark about 90 km from Copenhagen and works in Roskilde as a teacher and mentor. I'm probably not like most men of my age and yes I am aged 50 years old. I've tried a lot of jobs without finding what I'm passionate about. Writing, I have always loved and I was probably just 14 years old when I produced my first poem. I have not yet been released some of my poems, but I hope it happens one day. I just finished a novel which I would like to have published, now the time and talent show whether I have the ability to write. Poetry has a special meaning for me and this is where I really feel at home. My life has sometimes been marked by many losses. In the mid eighties, I lost my fiance at the time when the accident happened was pregnant. She lost control of the car and drove herself and her child, who was on his way thereby, to death. It has really made its mark on my life and way of thinking. In the late nineties, I had problems with my back and had to seek other avenues to support myself. I finally decided to enroll at university and was admitted to the humanist line. I read philosophy, science, psychology, journalism and history, but philosophy and psychology is my major interest. I thrive today in the RUC aka Roskilde University just 25 km from Copenhagen. My job is to guide and teach, and it is a job with speed and that gives me a lot again. I have two collections of poems ready to be released, if I can find a publisher who will publish them. I have no children, it would obviously be my lot in life although I have tried, but luck never smiled at me that way. If you have any questions for me so I hope you just ask away all you want, I'll respond as soon as I have read the questions. With kindest regards from Jan Sorensen

1 thought on “So fallen apart.

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    ” So fallen apart “, engages the reader’s full gamut of emotions with an indelibly idiosyncratic kind of grandeur. Curiously ,whilst reading, it did bring to mind ,George Harrison’s ” While My Guitar Gently Weeps “. The poem would ,in my humble view, serve as an excellent template for the development of a playscript or even as the basis of a novel.

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