No Point

No Point

As days pass,
I still wonder why
what it is that makes me like this guy.
Me wanting you,
is no ordinary thing
and it's slowly killing me,
very sickening.
You not being here,
is something I cannot live for.
I have no point for living,
if I can't smile anymore.
It flashes upon me,
everytime the waking sun.
Be thankful I'm not using a gun,
because I'm again skin ripping.
Cutting my wrists,
slowly the blood is dripping.
It sighs within me,
the raining skies.
Because all day,
my heart it cries.
Mad with demand and despair,
it kills my heart
and you are where?
Love is gone and no longer true.
Letting you know it was heaven
to be with you . . .  

Written by: Mariah Dalli