P-P-P-Poetry

A faded memory

Why can't you feel what I have felt?

On that day you threw me away.

My beaten heart had given up,

So, why am I still alive?

I thought it'd pass, that you'd be undone,

Yet, I see you laughing with your friends,

But can't you see that I'm burning inside

With rage and fear?

So why, must I suffer this piercing bite?

So why, must I endure this torment every night?

So why, have you stayed the same,

Was I nothing to you – a simple faded memory...

Would it kill you to look back

On times we spent walking through your favourite park.

On times we ate together in a library,

Or the times you thought that I liked raspberry.

And so I sit here, in a white padded room,

Drinking my food from a spoon,

Taking pills the doctors prescribed,

All because of your ignorance and spite.

So why, must I suffer this piercing bite?

So why, must I endure this torment every night?

So why, have you stayed the same,

Was I nothing to you – a simple faded memory...