Moving On

here’s a free verse poem i made last Feb 28,2008..

Here I am…

A year older yet I don’t feel like I’ve done a lot in my life.

What’s ahead for me is still vague.

What lies beyond, I can’t foretell.

My wounded soul

I don’t know if I can go on.

Should I fake happiness?

when the one I love do not care about me.

I loved him with no conditions but he chose live without me.

I would not know now if he’s miserable like me or happy and free from me.

Am I that worthless for you not to spare even a second of your time?

You’re cold and hurtful yet, to my agony you’re the only cure.

How do I go on?

When you have left me here with nothing at all.

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