Until the end of days (unrequited i will be)

by Unrequited   Jan 19, 2006


It's not worth it. nothing is worth it. love is my wish- my wish that will not come true. i may feel it, but I'm not meant to receive it.

i can feel them. the tears that burn my face, my eyes. i feel everything break apart. i feel the knife enter in. and it feels so good. because i lose all my focus on the sadness pouring out my face.

you won't have to worry about me anymore. i won't be a bother. I'm not going to complain or whine or want people to take pity on me. I'm just going to go. i will take my leave, and remove myself. look for me if you want, but you will not find me. I'm not going to look anymore. there is nothing out there for me.
no one.

i will be... somewhere. hiding in some dark corner. counting the days until i am no more. and i know that, when this time comes, we will all be better off for it. there was no one out there for me anyway.
i can feel it.

tonight was the night. tonight was the end. tonight was the night that my heart died, and finally collapsed underneath the pain.

say it with me now; you know the words! i've said them before. you've heard it. but tonight was the night... i finally realize that it is true.

un.re.quited.

forever.

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