I pray for my life to end
Every night when I close my eyes.
My nightmare becomes reality
When I awake in the morning,
One day I will have nothing left.
People will forget who I am,
I'll just be a memory.
But thats all I ask to be,
He'll forget who I was,
And what we used to have.
People will talk, questions go unanswered.
I will finally be happy.
Happy in a place where I wont be judged.
My pain will now fade away...
Hey great poem
Happy in a place where I wont be judged.
My pain will now fade away...
i love this part of your poem, it is really good, i like it!
love Mel