So is this really it?
This is how it ends
Not even a simple sorry
I couldn't be there my friend
I don't think you realise
What you've done
I don't think you realise
How cold I have now become
I know it wasn't intentional
I just didn't think the last time
We spoke it would be the final
I waited and waited for your return
But the only thing I saw
Was you walking away
More and more
If your reading this
You know who you are
I wanted you to be happy memories
Not a cold resenting scar

you complain that your never heard
that you wish someone would understand your sorrow
and that poetry is a way to express your innself
then hide your thoughts you write down on a page
as if your embarrased to show your true self
but maybe you should be willing to show anyone that shows
slight interest maybe you should open up your mind for the
world to see maybe you shouldnt look at others
and worry about what they think of me
negatiuve thoughts over come
optimistic actions
and sublimely create destruction
reactions that in time form into sanctions
of allowing someone to find just what there looking for
because lets be honest you've always wanted someone to find you
because your too scared to find someone yourself out of fear
they'll cause you one particular pain you dont believe
your heart can go through again
but how can someone find someone so perfect
if they dont even know they are there
you were given a voice so use it
dont abuse the power of silence because one day it will
be the only thing you will ever hear and break you piece by piece

In times of peace sons bury there fathers
But in times of war fathers bury there sons
Because when the rich wage war
it's the poor who die

You said you'd stay
And
What happened to that?

You know that realisation
When what you once were to someone
You no longer are
When memories starting fading
You heart starts racing
You can't watch them leave
You just want to believe
That what they say is true
When they said they'd never leave you

Why do I have to tell you I'm not okay
for you to make time for me
Can't you just let it happen?
Why do I have to crumble
Before you even stumble
Onto the idea that I need you
I'm not asking for much
I don't want your 100% attention as such
I just want to feel wanted
Is that too much to ask
You said you'd always be by my side
I wanted to get better I really tried
You choose to ignore the signs of my decay
And sit and wait for the day
Just before it's too late
Why do I have to wait
Before you help me when I'm in this state