Why?

by Michely   Dec 14, 2006


The rain is cold against my face
the street lamps shine there normal color
but the air is different,
the sky has changed,
my eye sight is blurred,
as i think about what we could of had

you said it would be better if we ended this now
since when did you care
about what others think?
you left me cold and empty hearted

as the tears start to flow, i cant make them stop
they just keep coming
they will never stop

i soon get home and fill the bath with water. i stare at my gloomy reflection in the mirror,
why did he do this to me.
my hair is damp from the rain,
my heart has been ripped into shreds.

i step into the bath and slowly submerge my head under the warm water, to never come up again.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Chancey

    I loved it