A Repeating Echo Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I don't care what you say.
Don't tell me this life isn't worth living.
A fight down to last dying breath.
God I'm such a mess.
All emotional and the endless sadness put my otherwise sunny days in a constant rain.
When will the clouds clear up if ever?
Please tell me there is a secret switch or lever.
If only I was so clever.
The mounting war within.
Has he really given up.
Oh has she really given in.
The stagnant room day after day.
Maybe a just a little fresh air to bring the soul back with a cross to bare.
Food never will taste quite the same.
No matter the salt or sugar added.
There is no longer a hunger to be satisfied.
Spending the last moments, the last minutes, the last hours, the last days with the ones you love.
Accepting and making peace with an undeniable fate at any rate.
Timing is with god and how I hope some days he comes a little late.
And others I wish he would come now and just end the pain quickly and quietly.
Let the screams not be heard down the hall.
Let nobody know at all.
In your sleep with wish of peaceful dreams.
Let us never be alone when we have to face our ultimate demons.
Did he, did she ever deserve this?
There must be some justification, but what if there not.
An unconscious genetic decision in the resemblance of science fiction.
It can't be real, it can't be true, why did it have to happen to you.
An with an icicle falling it echo's straight through.
A heart that stops beating, gets hard and turns blue.