No hour darker in my life, nor time without less faith
No second greater filled with loss than what you laid to waste
My heart, my hopes, my dreams, my soul, no promise left undone
Your words mean nothing, less than that, how red my arms have run
Blistered pains from smoothest tongue, your words were un-foretold
And now with laughs that break my heart, my words were left so cold
Had I known I'd felt for you, the sooner I would say
But now my love is good as gone, you love her anyway
Author's Notes/Comments:
This is the way I'm feeling now. Hating highschool, alone, misterable all the time, too many problems, and let's add this onto my ever growing list. Hopelessly in love with someone who might never realize or never love me as much. It's true love, does he realize? Perhaps... Oh, I tell him all the time how much I love him, but will he ever hear the poetry behind the words I say? I hug him all day and nght, talk to him every night (until I pass out) But does he understand that this is so much more than forever? No, probably not. Is there hope?