Love Poem: It Hurts So Much Inside
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Written by: Emile Pinet

It Hurts So Much Inside

Though time keeps ticking away, I lay in my bed crying. And despite what my friends say, it sure feels like I'm dying. An ache that will not subside; barely describes how I feel. For; it hurts so much inside; it's the only thing real. Innocence clouded my eyes, ignoring my silent scream. And whispers morphed into lies; drawn from a fantasy dream. Love can't simply disappear; if it was really there. And yet, all that's left is fear; fate is cruel and unfair. I hoped to grow old with you; not thinking of suicide. But when I knew we were through, hope slowly withered; and died. (Quatrain) 9/24/2015