Like watching a child die
When you see the pain youth brings
Like watching the world end
Through misery, your light heart sings
You leave me now darling
On such terrible, bitter terms
And though you hear crying
You scoff "I guess she never learns."
My heart does not stop
Though you cast into it such stones
What is it you always said?
That words can never break my bones
I couldn't give you prose my dear,
And you may think me so unjust.
Here's a simple boring pattern,
Since I so "betrayed your trust."
Like our last kiss on that stair
Our lips never did touch
My heart is not even in this poem
It's really not that much.
If I never loved you,
If I treated you so badly,
Then this poem's as awful as me
And I leave you none too sadly.
"Come night, come darkness, for you cannot come too soon or stay too long in such a place as this." Charles Dickens