The Letter & The Picture Poem by Sourly Demented

I'm sitting here with the picture
and the letters you once wrote
with gentle movements that
become sweet words.

Each passing word
sounded so fake
so unreal
Yet I kept on reading
trying to find comfort
in those so called
'sweet words'

Looking at the picture
I found you smiling
looking completely happy
looking completely lost

I take another look
would you be happier
if I was never near you?

The letter I'm still holding
the words are running away from me
very far away

I wont write back,
I'll hold onto the letters
and the pictures
until I decide to end
my life.

Your sweet words are
becoming sour
becoming harsh
Yet I keep on reading;
I cant go on.