Did You Ask?

This morning when I woke up and opened my eyes
I realized this loneliness didn’t come by accident or surprise.
Maybe I’m meant to be alone all my life
One thing I know, I can’t win this fight.
I’m beginning to feel numb to the pain
Just look at my wrists this isn’t a game.
Maybe if you’d asked, even if I looked fine,
Who’s lucky number again is number nine?
It’s not so lucky as long as I’m here
The pain, the sorrow, the hurting, the fear.
I don’t know how to say my final goodbye
Just that I love you, please don’t cry.
I know you never wanted me, I know it’s true
From all the bitter words and I don’t love you’s.
I’m sorry I hurt you, I truly am
But I hurt myself even more by being who I am.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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December 22, 2009 at 4:14 AM
Very dark and sorrowful piece here Andria, I truly hope that this is not inspired by actual events past or present, If so my prayers for you....Well written piece indeed....Thank you for your comments on my work....Taz
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