Poetry

Can I pass this test?

written by: dbeechum

What has become of me?
Have I fallen down so far that I can't recover so quickly?
Why has God given me this test of tolerance?
I feel as if my sorrow and grief is the devil's punishment.
He enjoys my nights of crying myself to sleep.
He smiles at my unbelievably noticable expressions of defeat.
I scream to the Heavens, "Lord, please save me!
Please release me from this prison called heartbreak!". . . Heartbreak. . .
A feeling that I have to take. . .
day by day I feel a small sense of hope
but still lingering on the memories
and the dreams of what could have been.
Still wishing he could change.
Still praying for things to stay the same.
Still trying to love that excuse of a man!
When will this torture end?
I long for a sense of happiness and strength,
but how long will it take to feel this way again?
To feel confident, sexy,smart and amazin. . .
Is it too late?
Have I already lost?
I'm fighting an unbearable battle and i stand alone.
all alone.
no one to count on.
no one to trust.
It's so sad when the one you love
only loves you for lust. . .
My fantasy bubble has to bust,
because for me,
getting over him is a must.
Time 2 face the reality
I have been avoiding for so long.
Just have to open my mind
and open my eyes,
but the real question is. .
can i take the first step
to my own pursuit of happiness?