Lost Poet

Lost Poet Apr 2016

Is it really dying if I'm already dead?
Is it really screaming if it's just inside my head?

This is actually two lines from a previously written poem, but I prefer it on it's own.

Lost Poet Apr 2016

Letting you go,
Was like ripping out,
A piece of myself,
And then watching,
As I bled to death,
Wishing it was still there,
But knowing it could never be.

Lost Poet Apr 2016

Show Me

So where's my fairy tale ending?
Where's my happily ever after?
Where is the meant to be?
Where is my perfect princess moment?
Where is it?

Lost Poet Apr 2016

Is This Goodbye?

Why not let go?
What's the point in going on?
It's not like anyone cares,
And they won't once I'm gone either.

Lost Poet Apr 2016

Untitled

YOU DON'T GET IT!!!
I DIDN'T WANT TO HURT YOU!!!
I DIDN'T WANT TO BREAK YOUR TRUST!!
I DIDN'T WANT TO RUIN YOUR LIFE!
HOW DID I DO ALL THAT SIMPLY BY FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOU?
I'M SORRY THAT I COULDN'T BE THE ONLY THING KEEPING YOU ALIVE!
I'M SORRY I COULDN'T GO ON BEING WHAT YOU NEEDED WHILE IT KILLED ME!
I STILL LOVE YOU!
BUT I DECIDED IT WAS BEST TO LET GO!

was i wrong...

It's not a poem. I don't expect you to read it and if you do I don't expect you to like it. But I couldn't just keep it in. It's killing me...