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Dying Alone
by Christopher ShinI'll drink another for
the love that I will never
wish to see in this life again.
I'll drink to feel that warm feeling
wash over me.
You were never the cause
of my self destructive nature
or the hopelessness in me.
Your not the cause of my
addiction of escapism.
The only guilt you ever had
was giving me the chance
to see you for who you really are.
A friend and I wanted more.
You were a drug that gave
me comfort in the night.
So let me die alone in my own
misery with a bottle of beer.
I stand in the winter wonderland.
Ready to die alone in my little
world of broken castles.
I stand alone huddling my body
for the warmth and the memories
we shared in your eyes.
02/17/2003 Posted on 02/18/2003
Copyright © 2024 Christopher Shin
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 08/26/03 at 07:05 PM *shivers* oh dear boy... i am so sorry you ever had to feel this pain. read my "to an angel, fallen" folder if you want to know why i say that. :) i can understand this, so well... in fact, i think you stole it from my tongue. |
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