leave me to die
along with your dreams
following blindly
though you long to see
you say that you love me
alost every day
yet here i lay dying
I wither away
appearing quite happy
I'm forced to comply
if I can't break free
I am sure I will die
down in the gutter
of society
I found you and helped you
allowed you to see
deep into my eyes
you crawled into my heart
and now that you're gone
its tearing me apart
leaving a stench
of your filth and your stains
it lingers forever
your memory remains
so here I now lay
bent, broken, alive
waiting for the day
when I know I will survive
... the same.... life is to live... as living is to surviving ... love sucks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love sucks...........life sucks...........only detachment works.......good write..10+++......