The Writers' Circle

A Missed Past.
6/7/10
I thought I could let go.
I thought I'd be fine,
But lying is useless,
You were supposed to be mine.

I never wanted to go,
I wanted us to last,
But they took that away,
It's 'A part of our past.'

You're taken from me,
And it just isn't right;
It like a physical pain that I cannot fight.

This life isn't worth it;
It's pointless to me.
Why did this happen?
Is this my owed fee?

I've heard happiness and misery will always be even,
But why in this way?
-They picked a 'great' poison,

This is my karma;
I've taken to much.
Next time I'll give,
I wont lean on this crutch.

Life take for granted wont ever last,
And I'll think back upon it as a dearly missed past.
I'll remember the day they took life away;
I'll remember it when I look on that ashen grave.
-Ashley Sadly-