Memoires of a Poet

Farewell

bonded by happiness

we used to be joyous

surrounded by sadness

my life's now dolorous

a girl who looked for trouble

I was searching for something so subtle

he was someone special

you're my kind and devious little devil

you said you were different

yet why'd you treat me so insignificant

we became close so late, still so sudden

would we depart the same and become sullen?

all these things starting out so great

I used to believe this hope must be fate

running after him at such a fast rate

only to stop in front of closed gates

I was hoping that you'll stick by me til the end

but you're holding a scissor's end

and there's no other way around but a dead end

an object providing my life's end

believing friendship could last

I held on too much, I got hurt

I held on too little, I lost

ending the same of all sorts

whatever choice wouldn't matter

I would still get struck at the heart

all of my pieces would still scatter

I'd loose all of you and turn to dust

I was blue glasses for you

this poem's so dull and blue

now all my fears came true

Must I say farewell to you too?