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Life Is Not Endless
I am tired of being invisible
Feeling like a stranger in my home
I never talk, you never listen
Living together, but still alone
I believe I am staring at the end
Of something that once was good
All those times I tried to tell
But you never understood
There are people in my life with you
I never want to lose
I can only hope they still will love me
And not make me have to choose
I need to somehow let go
And find myself again
I lost who I was, you never knew,
I don't know how long it's been
Not every thing between us was bad
We've built a lifetime of memories
I also know it is not fair to either
When only half of us is happy
I am torn apart, broken inside
I don't know what else to do
I cannot live the rest of my life
Wishing our love was still true
Life is not made of endless days
We all will have our end
My fear is that my time will come
Without ever really having lived
Feeling like a stranger in my home
I never talk, you never listen
Living together, but still alone
I believe I am staring at the end
Of something that once was good
All those times I tried to tell
But you never understood
There are people in my life with you
I never want to lose
I can only hope they still will love me
And not make me have to choose
I need to somehow let go
And find myself again
I lost who I was, you never knew,
I don't know how long it's been
Not every thing between us was bad
We've built a lifetime of memories
I also know it is not fair to either
When only half of us is happy
I am torn apart, broken inside
I don't know what else to do
I cannot live the rest of my life
Wishing our love was still true
Life is not made of endless days
We all will have our end
My fear is that my time will come
Without ever really having lived
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