Just one last time,
...I want to see your face...

Pain in my heart,
Demons everywhere...

I'm sick and tired of waiting.
Buried in silence...

This poem can be very hard to understand unless...
The dark gloomy night...

This isn't that good but i needed to write it...
I wish you knew how I feel...

You were my friend it was no big deal.
But after a while I started to feel...

You put me through pain,
You made my heart sick...

Time goes on,
with all its ups and downs...

You can't have me back,
you lost what you had...

She thinks I don't care,
But I'm always there...

What am I worth?
fueled by hate...

If your gonna try and kill yourself for me...
© Copy-righted by David A Marshall...