A Gasping End

My heart is breaking, turning to dust.
Memories now seem so far away.
To myself I ask; what's become of us?
For what I've done, I am ashamed.

Tears are falling as I try to breathe.
It's all my fault, this misery.
My hand, trembling, as I read your letters,
Remembering promises of things getting better.

I lied to you, said I was okay
I wish for once you'd see beyond my charades
How can you go through with this?
Being with you is something I'll always miss.

copyright 2006 © Kayla Rogers

TBC..