RedRavenPoems

They say it always gets better in the end.

Yet I must ask a simple question, when?

When do the feelings of heart ache ease.

When is the pain inside at peace?

When do I wake up without this bitter longing?

Or without the loneliness I find so appalling?

Is it when the tears no longer come?

For at that time, I think I’ll be completely numb.

Or perhaps the day, when I no longer think of you.

A day when my heart no longer breaks, it’s no longer colored Blue.

Whenever it will be, it’s never soon enough.

The twisted pain within my soul, it’s proven far too rough.

I want to wake, without the pain.

Feel as if I’ve made some sort of gain.

Not to think of you throughout the day.

Trying vainly to keep it all at bay.

I’m tired of being strong, tired of standing alone.

I wish to no more roam, and find someplace to call home.

Of not being enough, no matter how I try.

Of wishing I could be, or if I should just say goodbye.

They say it always gets better in the end,

Yet I must ask the simple question, when?