Sweetest Suicide

by haunted   Nov 5, 2008


Streams of water keep flowing down my cheeks.
The throbbing pain in my heart won't go away.
It keeps building itself up, but then it falls again,
Making a huge mess of sorrow each time it rips open.

Love songs flow through my ears,
Leaving deep meanings as scars in my heart.
Curling up myself into a small ball, my chest heaves hard.
The best friend I never had, the one I'm in love with, is with someone else.

Wanting to hold him in my arms, I knew he'd never feel the same way.
And so my heart bottled every emotion I held for him.
Tears streak my face each time I think about them together.
Sobs fill my chest each time I think about not being with him.

The dark doesn't make me fall asleep;
It just makes me think about him even more.
Without the light, the images become more vivid,
And it makes my heart shatter til' it hits the core.

Everyday, I have to see his face.
His pale, freckled, prominent face.
With a high nose and blue eyes.
And a smile so dazzling, it takes my breath away.

It'd be better if he didn't know my feelings.
He'd be happier when I'd suffer.
But it doesn't matter if I cry at night;
So long as he is happy, nothing will fall apart.

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