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My Final Goodbye

What’s the purpose of living? When everyday I’m losing my life Trying to live without a heart Has become impossible to survive I awake and just sit on my bed Don’t have the will to face the day I try to go on without her But I can’t keep hurting this way I try my best, I really try my best But it is much harder than it seems Why would I want to keep this life? Knowing the disaster it has been The pain of my heart ache I have carried for so long And I just can’t carry it no more I’m tired of being strong Maybe dying is the only way out From this cruel, cruel world And all my misery will go away When they cover me in the hole So as I get ready now to quit my life I’m am totally aware of what I’m about to do So if any on says that I was crazy That will be just speculations and not true Many claims to know the power of love And the things love can make you do And those are the ones who will understand The hell my life was going through Yes I love her more than my life it self I guess god said it was not meant to be And he took me out of her heart But leave a life time of misery for me So I will go to sleep now And pray not to wake tomorrow And that my life will quietly go To put and end to my sorrow And as I contemplate how to end it I write this with tears in my eyes I have suffer for to long Hiding behind a fake disguise And as sure as the morning will come And the stars will be in the sky My life has come to the end So this is my final goodbye

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 5/26/2013 9:01:00 PM
I hope this is not a goodbye here... I'm wondering how are you?? Miss seeing you around... always~ Linda
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Kasim Ishmael
Date: 5/30/2013 6:09:00 PM
hello my friend linda , thank you for your kind words ,
Date: 3/24/2013 2:23:00 AM
A pensive piece. Fickle love as i see all around causes much heartbreak. Super rhymin here poet so cheer up. Do coment on mine too.
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