Dying Spark Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I did everything you asked of me.
Why am I the one that feels so guilty.
Drowning in a tablespoon of water.
Is it even possible?
I will live my life the way want to.
For it is mine.
Justification to what?
Your not me.
So just stop trying to be.
Mission accomplished.
You made it worse.
Walking on a bed of hot coals.
Each step and my feet blister a bit more.
So many hurtful words.
Just who are you trying convince.
Life is simple, it is really not that complicated.
I'm sorry your ego gets in the way.
But it's not mine.
I don't have to be right for you.
Getting through.
Borrowing a tunnel.
Over or under the wall.
Does it even matter?
Not even paying attention are you?
To busy still arguing.
A one sided conversation.
Absolutely no relation or communication.
Do we really even know each other.
Two different worlds.
Two different realities.
Where is it they supposedly meet?
Fatal is the attraction that bring us no satisfaction.
So bull headed and stubborn.
With an x that marks the spot, set the explosives and fire.
It is no ones fault.
We had our moment and then we drifted apart.
There is no reset button.
A fresh start.
No not for us.
It is gone.