But that letter went unanswered, and many more after that. Your silence had forsaken me. I began to lose sight of you soon after hearing your voice start to fade. I was forced to fight on my own. I became more tyrannical and bitter. And my personal hell surrounded me more and more each day, until it consumed me. It seems that everything was against me. Even me in my personal…
Lover’s Hell
Looking for one’s future.
Trying to find what little hope I have in life.
I’m just following a path,
Lead by the person who doesn’t care.
He shows me my personal heaven,
Then tells me I can’t have it.
That for me to have it,
I must go through hell.
Then hell I must go through.
Days,
Weeks,
Months pass.
I then turn to him,
And ask,
“Is that enough?”
I question,
Does this young man have a heart?
I’m falling apart at the seams,
Waiting for the healing touch of my true love.
I find myself willing to sacrifice all I have for her.
I turn to God for a miracle.
Give this man a heart,
Or somehow bring her to me.
Because without her,
There is no reason to live.
For the personal hell I went through,
Hell itself sounds tempting.
Please! Dear Lord,
With all my heart,
Soul,
And mind,
Bring her to me.