Poems

I was

I having hope.
Then losing it.
I was looking forward to that day for what felt like years.
I was losing hope.
Then he said that you were going to.
On that specific day.
But now you aren't.
Not with everything that's now happened.
You keep saying you're sorry.
I know you are.
I just have to lower my expectations.
I knew something this good couldn't be true.
It never lasts.
May be for a week or two.
But never for this long.
Something was bound to happen.
They say you'd die if you couldn't talk to me.
That can't be true.
Not true at all.
I'm sorry that I'm denying it.
But it's the demons inside.
Why even fight them anymore?
Why not let them roam free.
Inside this empty heart.

I don't know what to feel or do anymore.