January 12, 2011 by AvelineUnderground, literature
Literature
January 12, 2011
I don't want to see this harsh reality
This world in which you don't love me
There is no "us" there is no "we"
There is only misery.
With a flick of my knife I'll end my life.
Pain spreads quickly and I begin to numb.
Feeling not even the warmth of the sun.
Darkness consumes me as I begin to fade.
My heart in your hand I have laid.
Though I know you won't shed a single tear.
I'll say goodbye forever my dear.
January 12, 2011 by AvelineUnderground, literature
Literature
January 12, 2011
I don't want to see this harsh reality
This world in which you don't love me
There is no "us" there is no "we"
There is only misery.
With a flick of my knife I'll end my life.
Pain spreads quickly and I begin to numb.
Feeling not even the warmth of the sun.
Darkness consumes me as I begin to fade.
My heart in your hand I have laid.
Though I know you won't shed a single tear.
I'll say goodbye forever my dear.