PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

did i not pray enough

did i not believe

  every sunday i went to church

i beg then, why did you leave

i'm here alone

in this bitter silence

being cut by razor-sharp memories

that are on replay

i feel i'm alone

you've left me where i stand

only to turn around

and see just my footprints in the sand

this was my dream

and you let it leave

these are my tears that do not dry

i'd commit suicide

but i don't want to see you when i die

i'm hurt and bruised

on the verge of myself

there better be a heaven

and not some cruel joke

for every waking minute

i'm spending in hell

can you hear me

i'm screaming at you

and just like you, my voice is leaving me

tell me if you would

just what i've done wrong

to make you hate me so

why

do you hate me

why did you let me go