Love’s Suicide

It hurts all the time,
um, teary eyed,
that feeling we all feel inside,
sitting, imagining...reminiscing,
touching, teasing...mistreated.
 
Look deeply into the eyes,
picture a smile,
a glimpse of love one seeks,
feels unheard, unseen,
depressed...weak.
 
No one cares,
um, left for dead.
Sorry no friends,
alone in the dark...
problems disappeared.
Anyone find me,
anyone cares,
a good heart... rare.
Someone find me,
life... scared,
love... ends.
 
Hold me,
somethings wrong,
slits wrist,
blood... arms.
No feelings,
no worries,
fears... moving along.
 
Bright lights,
gone......
Love's Suicide