I am alone.
In a room filled with darkness
of brooken dreams and promises.
With the astounding roar of the world ending around me.
There is no hope left, for LOVE has no meaning.
It is only a petty illusion for those who believe in it.
I was once a follower of love, true love.
One that believed that the power of love could conquer all.
'Till I made that one final and terrible mistake as
one of the fools that believe in love.
I let myself fall in love for the first time in my life,
and because of one foolish mistake I lost it forever.
Now I must pay the penalty for that crime
like millions of others like me.
To take the punishment for that terrible crime:
To have our heart ripped out of body by fate,
because of that I am not able to love.
GOD has decided that I am unworthy. For that I will walk alone
in the darkness of broken dreams and promises for the rest of my
life! So I scorn those who said they love someone because I know
that petty emotion is just a pretty illusion that no one is truly
meant to have.
What could I do to make this better?
Comments
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i too walk alone...
i like ur poem...

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hey
i think this is really true i know how u feel so don't feel bad!

