Handfull Of Anger

Here I go again writing another sad love poem, holding onto you into my heart, feels like my worlds coming apart.

I just don't know why I even try, I gave you all of my heart, my entire life.. and you left me here cold and I am wondering why him why?

He was the reason I woke today, he was the reason I smiled today, he is the reason I am alive today.

He opened my eyes for the world to see, but alas hes gone and not here with me.

I have a heart full of pain, a head full of stress, and a handful of anger all held in my chest.