The Depths Of My Heart

Prisoner of despair

DEAR DIARY.

You were my greatest happiness and my greatest pain,

Since you left all I do is lay in bed,

cry myself to sleep, and pray that all this is just one of my nightmares.

Your pictures and the words I remember from the calls we had is what's keeping me going.

Depression is pulling me under,

Like a sea with tidal waves.

I am trapped by turmoil,

a prisoner of despair.

How are you truly?

How are you really?

I haven't heard from you in a while,

Are you still out there?

Give me a sign that you are coming back home to me,

Are you?

Should I wait for you, my love?

Should I forget about you and move on with my life,

though it's something I cannot do because I feel attached to you.

I blame you also for the way I am now,

you made me feel like I can't be without you not because I love you.

I have never wanted anything more,

But someone who cared,

someone I can trust,

But you never bothered to try for me,

for us.

Why are you invading my thoughts,

when all we do is suffer?

Nobody wanted to see us together,

it makes sense now you went ahead and listened to what people wanted not even thinking of yourself or the heart you would hurt,

The girl you called your lover,

The girl you said was an angel brought to you by God,

Months have passed, and I barely think of you,

I chose to move on with my life without you in it.

I waited for you to come back,

But realized you were never coming back to me.

I admit it was hard having to forget about everything,

I had so many things I wanted to tell you,

But it was never going to change your mind.

I wrote it all in my diary,

pretending like you were going to see it,

I expressed every emotion I've ever left it there.

I burnt it to ashes and that's how your memories are to fade away like the morning mist.

You are still cherished in my heart...