Just Another Poem

A pain so great, relief unknown
Of only one I know, has ever felt this way
But be of good cheer; put on a happy face
For if others only knew, they would also feel this way
This cannot be so, not on a day like today.

But how could it be? I've never shown a sign
Things will never work out how I want them to be
I should accept how things are; I wouldn't want to be greedy
But I know how things will go; will only bring misery
But this is what I deserve; It should only happen to me

With this, I feel the pain
I even told you so one day
Your words brought reassurance; the pauses, more despair
But maybe, if said honestly, I should only feel more fear
Maybe, after it all, I'll know just how you care

I want to know, tell me how you feel
It's held deep down inside; merely let it free
The ties of fear, need only be cut
And once they are, you will feel no regret
But whatever you say, I'm sure I won't get

The clock ticks on, the feelings grow strong
Forget, it's your trade; Regret, your call sign
It's a vicious cycle, composed only of choice
I crumble as I feel the memories fade; strength becomes weak
Love. . . becomes hate

At last, a whisper, my one dying breath
Ironic to think, you were always willingly deaf
You say you are there, but only for yourself
Curiosity is selfish, but great for relief
I don't know what to think, I just wish you were here

With this it all ends, I must feel regret
But this is my end, my time to give up
I've give it my all, but it's not enough
Put on a happy face, if only for a while
The face will hide the pain, denial is just as great

Poetry