How could I care about
This any longer.
I hate feeling,
Feeling only leads to pain.
My hands are cold
My heart is heavy,
I don’t remember
What it feels like
To be smiled at.
To be needed
To be wanted
To care.
Too many times
I’ve been told
Far too many times
That I can be trusted
That I am easy to talk to
That I am wanted.
If this is true…
Then why am I so alone?
Alone and unneeded,
I walk this road,
I do not look back,
For it makes little difference.
I longed for just a touch,
To be told I’m the one,
But never again.
It was mere wishful thinking
To think I could be anyone’s “One”
I understand loneliness,
And I wear it upon my heart
I’ve become so numb,
I realize that it is worthless
For me to continue on in this way.
I walk along,
Beaten,
Heavy-laden,
I walk away.
I laugh at this pain,
Leave me be.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
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