This poem I am writing for you to read and feel,
With pain in my heart that will forever bleed and never heal.
I wished and prayed that different life would be,
But now I realize that sadly it was so stupid of me.
As I sit here alone pondering about us,
I realize that you life is better without all my fuss.
I admit I will always hurt from your abandonment and rejection,
But I will try to spare your life from my abjection and dejection.
You once made me feel alive, worthy, and blessed,
But now that you have left me its cursed, wretched, and condemned.
I think this is goodbye, though I had wished so much that it will never be,
Begging and praying for your help was so selfish and inconsiderate of me.