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It's like...

Feeling EMPTY, Feeling Drained.
It seems that's what I feel everyday.
It doesn't go away, It doesn't seem to fade.
It's like and endless pit in your stomach.

It's like a truck hit you,
  OVER and OVER, again.
It's like someone takes your life,
  Never to get it back.
It's like the one thing in life that was once good is now bad,
  And now it HAUNTS you everyday.

Wondering Why? or How?
It's the questions you ask everyday.
It's this game that's always in your head.
It's this battle that's in your heart.

It's like this mind game,
  Telling you to GIVE up.
It's like this evil voice,
  Telling you that you WEREN'T good enough.
It's like your life is over,
  But YOU'RE still alive.

Yet you can't forget about that person.
It's like they are always in your head.
It's like you don't ever want to stop thinking about them.
It's like you can't live with out them even though you're still living.

It's like fighting for life,
  Even if you want to GIVE up.
It's like praying for hope,
  Even though there is NONE.
It's like knowing they are never coming back.
  But in your heart they aren't GONE.

And you still love them but you hate them all at the same time.
It's because they did something stupid.
It's because they are no longer with you.
It's because everyday they no longer are there.

It's like knowing they love you,
  But they DID it anyway.
It's like you miss them,
  But you are GLAD they are gone.
It's like you want them back,
  But you know they NEVER will be.



  (R.I.P. Austin Harris [06/23/05])

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Written May 16th, 2006

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