My Ending
I feel as if my soul's been ripped out
You've taken a serrated knife to my aching heart
I feel this pain so deep
Yet I can not cry
I don't want you to see me hurting
It kills me that you don't even know
You don't see the glisten of my blood upon the floor
In my mind I scream out to you
Open your eyes... open your heart
Don't you feel my sorrow?
I can taste my pain.. acid yet sweet
And all because I can not face you
I can not allow you to know
How deeply I hurt, how much I feel
Still I know these thoughts are selfish
End my torture please
I know that love will never come
Take from me this endless ache
Dull and merciless it has become
I want to hide in your arms
Yet you've never offered them
And now I realize why
I have been such a tortured fool
An idiot among scholars
For everyone knew but me
I suppose one day I will look back upon this night
And know that I was foolishly blind
Thinking that you could ever care for me
When in reality, no one ever will
I suppose one day my tears will dry
My cries might be heard
This pain might be stilled
I know that I am a hopeless fool
Selfish in the matters of the heart
But no matter,
I will get over you, or...
Copyright © Deborah Barrientos | Year Posted 2007
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