As I lay here

Weeping on the floor

I wait for you to realize

What you have done

You’ve taken my heart

And ripped it out

You have inflicted pain on me

As a result of this

Relentless game of love

As depressed as I feel

As mad as I am

I can’t seem to hate you

For what you’ve done to me

I sit here

Writing how I feel

After what you said

Wishing you hadn’t

My friends

They are worried about me

I won’t tell them - or anyone-

What they don’t need to know

Or what will trouble them

I try to stay positive

But somehow I always end up

Looking down

These tears that I cry

Are invisible to you

The pain in my heart

You cannot feel

The misery is now masked

So you will not see me

As I truly am

I smile, I do

Only so I don’t have to explain

All the pain

You put me through

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This poem was written the same time as The Raven's Song, and is about me confessing my feelings about my friend, but he didn't feel the same. Now, I realize, that I never loved him. I was just trying to fill the endless void inside me. He is more like a big brother to me anyways.