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I thought it was ok.

I thought the worst was over.

I was wrong.

So wrong.

The ocean was calm for a bit.

Then the thunder started up again.

My heart can't take anymore of this.

Why do such bad things happen?

I don't deserve this at all.

You don't deserve this at all.

Why does no one see this?

No one seems to care at all.

I scream and shout but no one hears.

I feel my heart cracking into pieces.

It burns me.

It tears me apart.

Tears slide down my face as I collapse on the floor.

Maybe I should just stop loving.

All it does is hurt me.

Nothing good will ever come out of it,

I'm done with love.

Nothing will catch my affection again.

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