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Everyone around me seems to be dying and I don’t know what to do. One thing I know is I’m tired of crying, tired of everything, Of pretending and lying and faking happiness when I am sad.
Mostly tired of loosing so often so many that I hold dear. I can’t believe in a god that is choosing to take so many from me. It seems that perusing a book will not help I can not forget,
I want to forget but I cannot seem to. I cannot let myself give up hope and lose my memories, That we had even met and give in to regret of everything.
Tired and empty, forsaken alone, weeping for everything And everyone I have known, tired forsaken, crying and lost. Their lives shown so brightly I should have expected,
Should have known they would be lost and should have remembered that Everything, every relationship has a cost, the cost in the pain when it ends And the heart is covered with ice and frost with blistering cold and longing.
With longing for the end, with pain and wishing, with nothing to do but cry I have given up trying to pretend that it will not hurt that it will go away Given up trying with every letter I send to say that I do not want to die With them… Tired, alone, empty, forsaken, lost on an unforgiving plain of despair, anguish Consumes me like fire burning in my soul Their lives burn so brightly, a fire within, glowing so bright that it blinds They flicker like candles in the wind, then, every so quickly, their lives are snuffed out I wish I were like them, but my life is a coal burning low in the fire, burning low But burning longer, too much longer, to slowly, much to slowly for me…
Silvery Shadow 13 · Thu Jun 25, 2009 @ 05:13pm · 0 Comments |
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