Tired

I’m tired of trying to be strong But am afraid of being weak I hate the silence around me But no one company I seek Standing here alone Staring out the window Wondering what happen to my life Where did my happiness go? Yesterday I was just living Then love came into my life But love just stab me in the back With an old rusty knife And it hurt so much I didn’t want to live any more So by the time this poem is read I will be waiting at hells door I know she won’t cry for me Not for my worthless soul In fact I want her to be happy As they cover me in the hole She says how much she loves me But still she didn’t end my suffering She let society close her heart And left me in unimaginable pain I wish that family and friends Understand why I leave them behind Thought I know they will be angry But I hope they forgive me in time I know that my actions Will cause them a lot of distress But I’m just so tired of hurting I just want to lay my head and rest So please don’t cry over me Save it for someone who can hear Your tears will mean nothing For I will no longer be there I have no complains about life I just miss her so And it’s hard to make it thru, today And am afraid to face tomorrow How long can I hide in my smile While my blood slowly flows From the invisible wounds I bare That only she know How do I live without her? Her touch, smile, fragrance of her hair Her eyes, her chin, I rather die Than to live if she’s not there