I run into the darkness,
Away from the pain.
The faster I run,
The less ground I gain.
I can feel the heat,
On the back of my neck.
What she has done to me,
Has made me a wreck.
For no sound reason at all,
Other then starting a new life.
She woke up one morning,
Deciding not to be my wife.
Everyone says that it takes time,
For the broken heart to heal.
So until that moment in time,
I shall forget how to feel.
I shall not love again,
For I am not able to care.
To be crushed again like this,
I shall not dare.
Is this really life,
These paths we all walk on.
Or is it a test,
To enter what lies beyond.
Some say there is a Heaven,
Some say there is a Hell.
I say unless I die,
There is no way to tell.
Are there past lives,
Is reincarnation real?
I have to say yes,
For this cant be the only deal.
For if this is all there is,
Birth, stress, struggle, hardship then death.
Please then take me now,
For inside I have nothing left.
I was born and have lived,
And now I am dead inside.
So take me to the boatman,
I am ready for his ride.
Into the abyss I fall,
Clawing at the air.
She doesnt hear me scream,
For everyone knows she does not care.
I spiral downward,
Into the pitch black hole.
Never again to love,
Never again shall my heart be whole.
As I tumble deeper,
I think of days long past.
The memories are now a blur,
Life with her went by to fast.
I welcome the bottom,
I seek eternal rest.
Death shall be my friend,
A friend of the very best.
Ever slowly I fall,
Deeper and deeper down I go.
When will the fall stop,
When will true love I fianally know.
Why does she stab,
Plunging deep into my heart.
All I asked,
Was we were never apart.
Why does the pain,
Never go away.
Must I seek death to end this,
Or is there another way.
She was my life,
All I lived for.
And when I turned my back,
She laughed and slammed the door.
Now my heart,
Is cold and gray.
There is no life left in me,
To live for another day.
I walk alone now,
Ever slow on this path.
Hoping inside for someone to come,
Take away the pain with vengence and wrath.
Mybe one day,
Sometime to come.
She will cross my path again,
And again true love I shall know.
As we walk along the edge,
grasping at the air.
Why do we continue to search,
when there is never anyone there.
Why does she elude me,
never coming to close.
Why does she tease me,
what is her life purpose.
Is she there,
just to make my heart ache.
Or is she there torturing me,
actually wanting my heart to break.
The search continues,
for my one true love.
For I know I shall find her,
either in hell or heaven above.
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