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My Demise Comes
by
Sara Rarick
I see myself being old... aging and crawling towards my demise.
Senility it seems I'm losing myself to...
I spent my whole life smiling pretending I was happy.
And in my last few days I'm paying for that...
I spent my whole life hoping and waiting.
And now the reality I must face is not bearable.
I never got over you and I always wanted you,
I let it take me over.
The other romances never made me happy all I ever wanted was you to be yours,
forever yours.
Now I am paying for that...
I die a lonely death.
It is worse than anything, this loneliness,
because I would have died five thousand painful and prolonged deaths,
just to be loved by you.
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