I meant it.

I Meant It.
Another poem by Keila.

I can’t cry.
The well of my heart is BONE-dry.
I gotta forget.
Move on and never regret.
Too tired too care.
And I can’t erase all the moments we used to share.
I’ve blinded myself for too long.
Now I see all that was wrong.
Every single mistake.
And all the heartache.
Gotta focus on what really matters.
Gotta let the love that once was fall and shatter.
Fuck the world and all the bonds that come with it.
It’s a cruel reality that can’t be altered with ANY hit.
What we had was an UGLY, DIRTY lie.
So my dear friend, fuck you and GOODBYE.
Blotches of gray are all I see today.
The color in my life has been STRIPPED away.
Cut my chest open and let those moths out, all I feel is a cold wind pass through.
Put a bullet in my fucking head and blow out these memories of YOU.
I was a fool.
You never changed, you’re still cruel.
I was weak.
I lived in a childish fantasy and never saw how it was hopeless and bleak.
I was a loser.
And craved love from my heart’s abuser.
I curse your name, and I say “I DON’T CARE!”
I’m tired of laying in despair asking myself “Why is the world so unfair?”
You left me behind.
Secretly, I thought I’d loss my mind.
But instead I smiled and said “its okay I understand…”
However deep down till this day I still miss holding your hand.
Standing in the rain, I remember, and all I feel is HATE.
I hate that this was my FATE.
Is this some form of punishment? I’m all alone.
If there are sins, then gladly I’ll atone.
Just go AWAY!
Stop it all! These memories haunt me every DAY!
Let it be, it’s the end…
And I know I was nothing more than a friend…
You told me to let go and forget; that’s what I’ll do…
I gotta forget, especially that I ever loved you.
I meant it.
I’m done with all this shit.
Its all for the best.
Now we can finally rest.

©KG