an old poem

most of my poems are so sad! oh well..

im so depressed
at the way my life has turned
the way youve treated me
has left a slow stinging burn
of betrayal ringing
so loudly in my ears
everything else is muffled
but that painful sounds so clear
my heart doesnt want to beat anymore
it would rather stop and cry
my eyes have given up that job
they just stare out sad and dry
im the fool of this tragic story
stupid girl left in shame
scarlet letter on my forehead
has become my only name
-sometime in september 07