My life

by rene   Aug 7, 2005


I loved her so much; it hurts to think of our times together.
memories of her are so beautiful, but my heart will hurt forever.
Her smile, her eyes danced to the music of all the lands
But after everything we’ve been through, she no longer stands.

Her death put a scar in my mind and in my heart,
And just thinking of what she went through tore me soul apart.
I had nothing left to live for after that day,
But what dose it matter we are all dead anyway.

Death is like water, they told me the day she died,
you cant let yourself drown in pain but swim through it with delight.
but I ask them this and they could not answer me,
how can you swim through the current when you can no longer fight?

those were the last words I said to my friends
to the same friend who took packs to be together till the end,
to the same friends who said our friendship shall never be done
to the same friends, that are now, and will remain gone.

And through all those years that were woken,
Not a single word was spoken,
Not for any kind of token,
For my heart is still and shall remain broken.

Darkness was unbearable and pushed all the happiness out on my soul
And death just like water filled the empty hole
Since then hatred screeched in my ears and death stole my mind
Since that day the darkness has me bind.
I do not love any more but neither do I hate,
It's just the lost of my love one and my friends led me to this fate.
I do not like it but still I do not give in,
My life is a game now and this game I must win.

I LOVED HER!
I WOULD DIE TO BE WITH HER!
But look at me now; I am dead and without her.
OUR FRIENDSHIP WAS STRONG!
TOGETHER WE COULD TAKE AND ARMY ON SINGLE HANDED!
But look at me now; I'm weak and stranded.

There so much death now and so much strain,
So much suffering and screams of pain.
But is life worth to be marked with a bloodstain
Or do we just solemnly choose to live in vain?

I ask thins in search of relief
I've been through so much pain and grief.
Is it worth watching the gun everyday?
And just wishing death would come my way.

I'm done sitting in this dark dungeon waiting for death to find me,
The day is here for dawn to appear and for me to be free!
Sadly the word hate me, it hates my life,
But what do I care for its all one big strife.

So either through another loss or gain
I will end this game and my pain.

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