Only One Thing

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By <font color=#FFFFFF>Convalescence</font>

I always think of what happened for you and me. If it hadn't, maybe this isn't who I would be. You and I are so very different, you know. I loved you for our likenesses, but your evil didn't show. I wish you would have known better than you did. You were my best friend, but that's gone, and now we have this. I don't wish that things were any different from now. If they were I wouldn't be here, I don't doubt. So, now, I want to thank you for the pain you've caused in me. Because of all this pain, I am here, and I am free. Thank you so much. I can only curse one thing. I have taken a part of you, but this I didn't mean. Dear sir, I curse you for one simple, fatal thing. I only curse you for your hate instilled in me.

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