It hurts to remember; To open my eyes and be alive. I'm drowning myself in booze, drinking until I'm not even thinking anymore. Anything to forget you. You were a horrible person. You were selfish, and irrational. All you ever did was what you thought was right, even if that meant hurting other people. You hurt me, and I don't think I can ever forgive you for that. But when I sit here and stare at your grave; this rock that symbolizes your life, I can't help but think that you deserved more. After all of the things you did, all of the years that you breathed the air on this earth, that it ended just like that. That now, you're here, in this empty field, rotting in the ground. It's sad to realize that you worked all of those years to end up like this. It makes me realize that anything we do in our life is pointless. None of it will matter when we die.
I hope I can forget you. I hope that I can forget every second I spent with you, every moment you spent on this earth. I wish I never met you.
I wish I never loved you.
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Target Audience
PoetryA book of poems; the deep dark depths of nothingness fill these pages, they can be a bit disturbing. Hopefully they reach the targeted Audience.
