"You Don't"
You don't see the pain that hides
beneath the soft smile from the
corners of my mouth
You don't feel
the regret I cling to
in my most private moments
You don't know
the hell I would go through
just to have you
to call my own
But what you do know
may end up hurting us both
more in the end
Adieu, sweet demise of mine.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
