Fake Or Real Poem by Nathan Barkley

Standing after being crushed
Holding back the tears
that seem to come in a rush
wanting to forget, but also wanting
to remember you leaving me
in that cold night of December
Why? cries my heart, body and soul
with one last warm kiss
she left me with this
Regretful life, and a painful bliss
Why? My lips, eyes and heart yell
It was love... but could i really tell?
Was it fake or real?
Let this pain, and tears speak for itself
I hope this is not like the sun
coming back everyday
again and again
Never ending burning
this soul's illusion's, hopes, and laughter away