It was one cold Saturday night.
You was coming home from a flight.
I was in a dark cold room.
Writing a letter to you.
Saying i know about your lies.
and how i want to die.
because of you my heart can't take it anymore.
I had enough.
I didn't want to be here anymore.
With tears coming down my cheeks.
Paper all over the floor.
You just came home and walked in the font door.
I was still in that dark room.
With my eyes close thinking about you.
Then when you finally came in there.
I was already dead.
And you saw a letter in my hand.
You took it and read what it said.
I wrote....
I know that you lied
So many times.
You hurt me so much.
So i just gave up.
I had pain inside.
Until i took my life.
Its your fault that i wanted to die.
So i was in this dark room thinking about what to write to you.
With tears down my face.
When i asked god for grace.
But after all the pain you put me through.
I still had to say that i did loved you.
So this is my last goodbye.
And now you know why i died.
~~(This is my first poem and it will so nice of you to make a Comment or Vote . And sorry for it to be so long)~~
