Never See You Again

How do you tell your parents your mad at them?

When they only want the best for you?

I feel so low right now,

that happiness cannot shine through.



Or course, I'd die to be with you again,

but that would defy their beliefs.

I cannot pull myself from mysery.

I cannot describe that pain I'm feeling.



I feel like I am mad at the world.

When It has been harmless and worthy to me.

I was given life to live,

and now feel like dying.



So much pain is passing through me.

The pain towards my guardians,

the pain from loss of you.

You can't even read this right now.

so why do I think of you?



If only I had one person to

understand my pain and hurt.

I have absolutely no one,

no one with calming words.



I have no tears left, I have cried that pool of blood

that passes through my family veins.

I have died and not gone to heaven. I am souless,

and in love again.



I may smile, but it is weak and through thoughts of you.

I am surpressing, and soon am going to bust loose.



You don't understand how I feel,

and they won't give you or me a chance.

I don't have a right to speak,

and am dying slowly, and yet so fast.



I asked God for an answer, but he is too busy to answer me.

My problems are so minor to him, and yet are destroying me.



Who am I anyway? Lost, I know for sure.

Sad and hatred, I feel a lot.

But more then anything i've ever been,

I am totally lost and hurt.



Never have I been so confused,

and with no one to cry to.

Why can't you listen to me?

if I always listen to you?



I had so many plans with him, and they were all thrown away.

Just because you yelled at me, and for me, chose my way.



I will always think of you, and may never see you again.

Just as long as you know somwhere in your heart right now,

I am dying.

I'm sorry, I have been a horrible child,

Who defied your own beliefs.

And perhaps I would do the same,

if the situation was as bad as it seemed.



That's where I am lost and found.

He was innocent, and lost a dear friend.

I'm sorry, I hope you hear me somewhere.

I'd tell you,

but I'll never see you again.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I went out with a guy that my parents did not approve of.

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Kim Frith's picture

this is a sad poem but avery well written. I'm sorry to hear about this and i hope some day you will find happiness.