kash

This is a poem I wrote a while back on a scrap of paper. I thought I had accidently discarded it in the trash and last night, throwing out some old papers, I almost did.

Words fly
The anger again
everything absolute
nothing certain
why do we stay
when we hurt so
why do I care
everytime you go
so torn am I
between love and hate
I often cry
it seems our fate
What you don't know
what I don't say
I really am to blame
how it got this way
problem child
alone and dark
I clung to you
your magic spark
fire ignite
my cold lone heart
bring back my strength
I had at the start
So here I am
alone in pain
must all we've done
been in vain