Gone

Why did you return?

It's so so many years

since you left,

I always look back,

full of regret,

I close my eyes,

and try to forget,

Yet all I can think,

is of the day we met,

I'm filled with anger,

at what you've done,

I walk outside, 

and begin to run,

Everything is simple,

nothing is important,

I simply live,

but life is torment,

Yet you are not dead,

You talk to me now,

And I still love you,

I know not how,

With one word,

I question my beliefs,

My head is swimming,

There's no relief,

I have so many more,

that care for me so,

Yet you come along,

they all have to go,

You mean nothing to me,

yet everything too,

I wish I could see in you person,

and scream screw you. 

Because you broke me inside,

it is your fault,

I cannot even remember,

Who I was before the assault,

My life is grim,

thanks to you,

Reality is violent,

Love is too...

Author's Note

I've recently talked to a friend. I thought she was dead. This poem is the embodiment of that.

Reviews

[Luna Zerimar]

If she planned that, she was wrong.

If she didn't, let it go.

Just an opinion.

Great piece. x

[A Foiled Soul]

Thank you. You have no idea how much this review means to me. It is the first review I've gotten in the past year.
Also, don't close down you're account. I'll miss you.

[Luna Zerimar]

You're welcome. n.n A year!? Oh no, that should change. v.v And, I'm still indecisive. But, Thank you. That made me cheer up. (: