Who knew that love could die,
And who knew how well I could lie?
Who knew this would happen, everyone but me?
I'm only just realizing that I'll never be free.
Who knew I'd become insane,
Who knew light could slip away?
Once just a daydream,
Now my worst enemy.
I fear myself,
I hate myself.
I'm alone in a world full of pain and black,
I'm alone in a sea, breaking this way and that.
I broken heart can never mend,
A broken lie you cannot send.
Who knew I'd become a curse,
And I predict I'll only turn worse.
I still say I'm fine because no one cares,
Even if I told the truth, who would be there?
Who knew I'd lose myself?
Who knows-will I ever find myself?
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