The Will to Live
Me dear, I think I've lost the will to live
Each day is so much harder than before
And though I try, I've nothing left to give
I'm so far out, I cannot see the shore
This senseless suffering has to find an end
What use is dawn to eyes blind to its light?
What use is there for mask of just pretend?
What hope is there for one entombed in night?
My dear, you know you did not treat me well
Ignored, neglected and unloved by you,
I smiled inspite my torment in your hell,
but not a single soul my heartache knew
Today you watch me cry outside Love's Gate
No reassuring smile, no sweet embrace
The line so fine between what's love and hate
You finally crossed; it's written on your face
I will not live a loveless, lifeless lie
These words will be my last before I die!
Eileen Manassian
February 16, 2025
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2025
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