The Dagger That Pierces My Heart

The dagger pierces my heart,
and destroys my soul.
Breaking to pieces,
falling apart.

I'm shaking,
I'm in pain.
None of this matters to me,
as long as I'm gone.

No one will have to deal with me,
or listen to my words.
The weight will finally be lifted,
off of everyone's shoulders.

You say all of these things,
trying to make it better.
Stop lying to me,
or worse..yourself.

I know most people won't miss me,
I just have to say.
Think of me from time to time,
just remember I was there.

This won't be hard for you,
it's actually quite simple.
You'll forget me in a week,
a year or a few.

The anniversary will come,
and for a second, you'll remember.
It'll fade to the back of your mind soon,
so don't worry, you'll be fine.

I'll be off,
where ever it is souls go.
I'll be in a better place,

where the dagger will never again pierce my heart.