Love Poem: Last Beacon of Hope
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Written by: Laura Breidenthal

Last Beacon of Hope

What is this? A dull, yet aching feeling Returning—so familiar Why has it returned this night? Is it here to stay? Or will it simply go away, And return full force upon my mind and soul? This is the reality of it all, This feeling is there because you allowed it there It has returned as an all-too familiar foe, Because the fact is no one cares And yes, it is here to stay It will never go away It will just sleep and reawaken Am I nothing to you? What kind of fool am I to believe you care? I mustn’t mean a thing My lines you petulantly ignore Trusting another will acknowledge for more I want no one but you, Is that selfish? Is that sad? You mean little to me, I do not know why you think such a thing, You mean little to nothing in my life I have shown you countless times through my silence And I know the others will fulfill your needs You don’t need me You are selfish And you are pathetic Can you be anymore blatant? I’d crush you with my heart if it wasn’t already broken Have you not tasted the flood of tears? Will you answer me at least, Or shall you leave me in my fears? Do you truly wish to ignore? The one that respects you to the core? The one that admires your every being? The one that sees what others are not seeing? You cannot judge me, for you know nothing of me You can’t crush me—only brush against me I make it a point to close my mouth when they come I’ve answered you enough within your conscience And now I leave you for good I acknowledge, I read—but nothing shall you feed I wish now to continue my life Without need of your dissonant light You know me not and yet you say You care about me—you’re blind I’m stuck in this fantasy… Why do I hide these feelings with despair? Can I live with myself? Give me your opinion—or give me a fact Will this horror never go away? Will it leave today? What if I grasp the last beacon of hope? This is the reality of it all, This feeling is there because you allowed it there It has returned as an all-too familiar foe, Because the fact is no one cares And yes, it is here to stay It will never go away It will just sleep and reawaken