I guess it comes to this
You don't exist
You're a figment of my imagination gone wild
You're a memory brought back to life
You're my yearning, my desire
My regret, my lonely lie
You're a distant dream unfulfilled
You're my what-could-have-been
I guess it comes to this
You are not real
You are not mine, you are not here
You're something I designed
Just a phantom in my mind
A metaphor... of my life
I guess I could not accept your demise
So you had to come back into my life
But it's been too long and it can't go on
It's time I looked you in the eye
And say that cruel word goodbye
Yes, it's time to let you know...
You're not alive
I guess in the end it comes to this
You're all alone
Tomorrow I'll be gone
© 2009 Sonya Florentino
Thats so sad: ((((But beautifully written :) 10! ! ! Please read my poem 'will you be stay me' when you get the chance :)
wow... crazy but great work.. Krista
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome! Wonderful poem.