My soul I refuse to keep,
The love I refuse to give has me breaking,
But I don't want to break anymore.
These tears I neglect to shed,
The feelings I regret to tell,
The hope I abstain to desire,
Is killing me.
I'm falling,
Crashing within myself,
Yet I can't do anything about it.
I've become crippled and forsaken,
I am an empty void I let no one fill.
I fear I'll become stupid,
Trust and give my hand,
To the person who will let go when I'm on the edge.
I know what you feel,
I see the pain bleed from your ears,
I smell the agony pouring through your sweat.
All hope is lost.
But not for you.
Never fear the anguish you feel,
I will steal this Bliss Thief,
Taking your weakness,
And giving you my antidote.
Don't pity the hurt you're suppose to feel,
Just leave me be,
As I kill myself,
Ever so softly.
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