The fire in my eyes has gone out,
All I feel are twinges that were once tied to emotion,
But I can’t feel them anymore,
Why’d you have to yell knives into my back?
They sear with pain and blood but I can’t feel it,
I’ve died inside so it won’t matter if I perish physically,
I stare ahead in a coma so deep I’ve lost meaning,
Why’d you have to salt my open wounds?
Words echo in my head but don’t register,
Someone else has taken me over,
And I’m locked deep inside screaming to be free,
Why’d you have to kill me again?
I just want you to know I won't come back this time,
I can't live by your standards anymore,
So I'll say good bye for the last time,
Why'd you have to push me so far away?

It's good. Well, it's bad, but . . . you know what I mean. Hopefully you do. It's good writing.

great poem! So sad though. I love you soooooooo much! You'll send up published one day, wait and see,