My happieness is stolen
My happieness is stolen
Determined before my birth to be in a tragedy
My love has chosen to foresake me
Girlfriend is just a word and will change our view
The acceptance of the proposal would be unpure
All the joy of this world is wrapped up into one
She was the light of the Lord that became undone
Always unsure and never re-affirmed; caught in agony
One on one is an uphill fight that ends in tragedy
The sun on my skin, warmth and radiance, a glow of life
Refused, postponed, minimized the desire to be my wife
A race that is lost, last place, sent into darkness
Loss of the Light, the glow that transcended sadness
desire to be by your side but my access was denied
Emtoions deep fried, torment now resides deep inside
Abused from childhood, through until I was strong
Only to be abused by emotions and psychy that were wrong
The wounds run so deep that I could not fathom
Never to be able to get to the bottom
Rejuvenated by the light of whom I was set in misery
Other relationships bring about psychological slavery
Nothing of this world brought me joy, but now I believe
Happieness for me was not meant to be, just to know grief
There will be no relief of what has been done, my heart
Etched in stone, the trials and burdens performed as art
The skill of the one, was complete and total
Left only traces of happieness, not enough to go on
In a desert of happieness, waiting for the water of love
Drought brings a mirage, bearing the peace offering of a dove
No joy coming from a life lost, years in the famine of the joyless
How can I drink from the fountain that refuse me? Now Hopeless
The persecution passed to me inadvertently, a victim or victor?
Total loss, absolute abandon, barren and barred life long, but I missed her
Too much pain to ever want this; unknown because it's not done hurting.
Why me? What can I do to stop this? Is there anything to numb the pain,
Start something else? No longer fighting; tired of the battlefield of love
This war has caused to much death; emotional, psycological, physical, spiritual
All have been lost to what love should be. Lay down and give up for this fight cant be won
Nothing I could do to change this from the begining; hopelessness yet again.
If there was nothing I could do to change it then, then there is nothing I can do to change it now.
Signed Hopeless (aka killer of love)
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