A Letter From The Ramblings Of A Wounded Soul
Just want to put my feelings into words....
031908
03:32 pm
To the man I’ll always cherish,
I’d probably be lying in the soles of my coffin by the time you’ll be reading this. I wouldn’t achieve eternal peace but taking away life is better than seeing you circled in her arms. I hate to succumb to this thing, yet I decided to let go. Such a painful escape from reality, you see. For it would be impossible to live knowing that I could never really have you.
Have you had the slightest idea how my heart bleed the moments I saw you two together? If only my eyes were darts piercing every part of you for you to feel my pain. I even wished you’d stab my heart, take it away and see whose name’s carved on it. Or blind my eyes so I wouldn’t be able to witness the ugly spectacle I am about to face.
It hurts even more to know that my feelings were never reciprocated. And I did not have the nerve to reveal what is in me. Wasn’t I enough for you to seek solace in her arms or you were just dumb not to notice my strife?
You are the reason I fell. I broke into pieces and I know those pieces will never be whole again. You’ve mangled my heart, beaten me, demeaned until I can’t seem to heave a breath no more. I’ve been coerced in this dreadful feeling, an emotion full of sorrow I am afraid I cannot live with it anymore.
Should there be a chance for us in the next life, I wonder. Will I still feel the pain? Resent the moment I’ve let you go? Or regret not fighting to win your heart?
I think not my love.
For as my blood slowly drained from my body, as my heart halted from its beating and as I slowly pass through oblivion…every single part of me cried and ached for you…
From the deepest recesses of my soul,
p a m f r e a k
03:32 pm
To the man I’ll always cherish,
I’d probably be lying in the soles of my coffin by the time you’ll be reading this. I wouldn’t achieve eternal peace but taking away life is better than seeing you circled in her arms. I hate to succumb to this thing, yet I decided to let go. Such a painful escape from reality, you see. For it would be impossible to live knowing that I could never really have you.
Have you had the slightest idea how my heart bleed the moments I saw you two together? If only my eyes were darts piercing every part of you for you to feel my pain. I even wished you’d stab my heart, take it away and see whose name’s carved on it. Or blind my eyes so I wouldn’t be able to witness the ugly spectacle I am about to face.
It hurts even more to know that my feelings were never reciprocated. And I did not have the nerve to reveal what is in me. Wasn’t I enough for you to seek solace in her arms or you were just dumb not to notice my strife?
You are the reason I fell. I broke into pieces and I know those pieces will never be whole again. You’ve mangled my heart, beaten me, demeaned until I can’t seem to heave a breath no more. I’ve been coerced in this dreadful feeling, an emotion full of sorrow I am afraid I cannot live with it anymore.
Should there be a chance for us in the next life, I wonder. Will I still feel the pain? Resent the moment I’ve let you go? Or regret not fighting to win your heart?
I think not my love.
For as my blood slowly drained from my body, as my heart halted from its beating and as I slowly pass through oblivion…every single part of me cried and ached for you…
From the deepest recesses of my soul,
p a m f r e a k
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