This is it, that was the last of it;
The one little thread that allowed me to hang on just broke.
Are you happy to see the smile I once had gone and my face splotchy, red, covered in tears?
Are you happy to see me slowly wither away;
To see the gears in my head and heart just stop turning.
To see me become a robot, are you happy as you watch me force my self not to feel, not to fear, not to care.
Are you happy?
Because I'm gone;
and its your fault.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Happiness, Sorrow, Pain, and Anguish
PoesíaI will be writing and posting short and long poems every so often. They should all be orginals by me and if it is not an orginal by me then I will tell you who it is by. I thank you for reading the poems, i hope you can enjoy them or be inspired by...
