Rantings of a mad man

October 24, 2024

I hate living.

It's not the depressing lows

that bring me to my knees, 

it's the happiest of memories.

It's the times we laughed with one

another, those times we stared into

eachothers eyes. Those kisses we shared,

the ones that left you all flustered and blushing.

It's those times I wrote poetry for you,

and you shed a tear the first time you read it.

It were the times when I cried in your arms,

and didn't care how others percieved me.

Those times when we vented to eachother and 

heard what we had to say about all of it.

The times when you were stressed out and

you squeezed my hand as hard as you can

until you calmed down. 

It were the times you forced me to watch my little pony,

or barbie movies and I actually enjoyed them, 

Or the times I over analyzed combat sports,

and every little detail about every fight I made you watch with me.

Those times, we sat on the phone talking about

nothing, and everything at the same time. 

The times when i was lost in the past,

you pulled me out of my trance. 

But now all they are are memories. 

Memories of a past that will never return.

Here I sit in my room,

staring at my ceiling waiting for the end,

wondering if I could've done better,

if there was something that drove you away.

I hate living,

It's not the depressing lows 

that bring me to my knees,

it's the happy memories, 

for they always end. 

Written by, Romeo