Okay, this is a very bad poem by me. I just wrote it out of a spur of the moment kind of thing. So, let me know if you hate it, like it (very doubtful), or wish I would drop dead. I wasn't even thinking when I was writing it. So don't blame me, blame my so called mind. I think it's out to get me too.
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Rain is pouring outside my window,
I want to stay here, but I have to go home.
The pain I feel on my body is nothing compared to the pain in my heart.
I cannot runaway from the evil inside,
I have to fight, I have to try.
Someday you will understand why I did this,
Until that day I will be waiting.
My body is condemned, but my soul may be free,
As my vision fades, my thoughts drift to you.
Your smiling face, your joyful laugh.
I realize now I will never see or hear them again.
It may hurt for a while, but I will move on,
For what I am, is no mistake.
I was born this way, this is my curse,
I cannot dwell on these feelings for it will only hurt me.
Someday you will understand why I did this,
Until that day I will be waiting.
I will once again see your smiling face.
I will once again hear your joyful laugh.
But for now, I wait,
My mind is made up, my soul is free.
