Kind of like Prom, Kind of like Murder.

I once heard that
hell was paved by good intentions
but missing you is a road to hell
with pain and agony to intense to mention

Honorably my mind tells me
I must let you go
but my heart is still screaming
with each beat pleading, I love you so

Like a man possessed
my mind won't let me rest
turning every hellish scenario
over and over searching for what's best

Even though it is truly
a decision that's out of my control
the devil stomps upon my heart
and won't let me, let you go

The thoughts of you
eternally never seem to cease
and in this purgatory of a life
my soul can't rest, never finding peace

I ask myself just how long
this torture must last
and then again the devil tempts me
with yet another memory of our past

I guess I truly love you
way to much to ever let you go
so my soul will simply always be tortured
and my heart will always be screaming NO! NO! NO!

Reviews

[Megan]

A deep poem. I like how you put in that you lover her twice. :)

[AYVID N]

It is kind of like murder and devils do stomp on our hearts. But the torture must end and time is the best doctor. A powerful expression of pain and heartbreak.