I woke up this morning with high hopes,
of perhaps finding a smile...
but with shattered dreams and a broken reality,
is was gone in a short while...
it seems so wrong that life goes on,
when right now for me it has stopped,
i have absolutley nothingleft of me,
when once i had alot...
i would now like to thank you,
for all the things you've done,
you contributed to my unhappy melodies,
now they are all left unsung...
all i hear are the sounds of my tears,
as they softly fall,
when i was without you i was so big,
but with im so small...
it's not like you are here physically,
in fact i hardly ever see you,
but even though your never here,
you still find a way to get through...
get through my mind and rob me of,
my dignity and my pride,
once i used to think the world of you,
and now love i deride...
why is it that only the dead,
can come back to life,
for it is the living,
that feel so dead inside...
but maybe that's just me,
perhaps that's me now?
i used to be in such a bright mood,
but now my moods are foul...
all the things i used to like doing,
i now no longer care,
all thoses times i used to open up,
my thoughts i no longer share...
it's not that i don't want to,
and it's not as thouhg i can't,
it's just who i have become now,
all because of who you are...
I wish i was as invisable as he made me feel
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-morning-15/
