by La Rose
Sunday, February 15, 2004
Rated "G" by the Author.
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My heart is heavy with grief
at the end of yet another day
of emptiness and longing ...
a generation, a lifetime
of constant ache in my heart
and anguish in my spirit
for which there is no relief.
Feeling like I can no longer bear the pain,
yet so accustomed to it,
I no longer feel.
The glowing embers of hope have at last burned out
bringing to an end the only dream I ever had.
I used to believe in love so strongly
now all I believe is that I don't belong here.
I long for death, but even that escapes me.
I already have one foot in hell–
why prolong the agony?
Yet I cannot leave this world
without knowing why I was never loved.
That is the thing that keeps me going.
The need to know. To overcome.
Why does everyone withhold the only thing
in life that ever mattered to me?
I gave everything I had, asking nothing in return.
Yet my sorrows are as eternal as the heavens.
A widow grieves, but only after
many years of happiness.
A child starves, but someone always brings food.
How many souls have lived their whole lives
What can you do for me?
What I need cannot be bought,
or brought, or counseled.
It needs to be felt and shown.
It is better to stay alone
than to be with somebody you don't love
and it's better to stay alone
than to have yet another sword pierce your soul
But I will stay alone
because I will never love anyone but you.
And you love everyone but me.