Good-bye
9 February, 2003
Author: KristyD.
I can't be with you,
I don't want you to see my pain.
Don't want to make you think I'm living,
when I long ago was slain.
My eyes, they say it all,
they give it all away.
That although I say tomorrow,
I cannot survive today.
Your laughter cuts right through me,
for I can't stand to smile.
I hold on to the evil,
although I say it's vile.
Please don't try to save me,
for I don't want to live.
Without my best friend here with me,
my knees they finally give!
| Tweet |
Comments on this poem/writing:
| Mark Spencer (152.163.189.129) -- Monday, March 3 2003, 11:48 pm Kristy, are you still with us? I haven't seen anything from you recently. Please respond to this comment and ease my mind. You are so gifted. I would hate to see such talent lost. Mark |
| |
Click here to read other Poems by KristyD.
Copyright©2017-1999 by Rebecca R. Hammack
COPYRIGHT NOTICE: All Rights Reserved. No part of this website, including all pictures and written words, may be reproduced or copied in any manner from this website without permission of the original author of the work. All poetry and pictures herein remain the sole property of the original author and/or copyright owner. All poetry on this website has been submitted by the original author of the work. To contact any author of the work please e-mail: dreamer@dreamersreality.com so the proper person may be notified.