Remains in Dust

Remains in Dust

torn from my body like a rag
the hole deepens still
kicked out of life no way back
this hole i need to fill

did it make you happy?
to see me down
did it make you happy?
to see me on the ground
did it make you happy?

drive out the blood with a knife
my mood drowning whole
cast down from what was life
no need now for a soul

did i make you happy?
are feeling happy?
or did i ###$ it up again?

walk the road between light
the darkness overwhelming
living between day and night
torn from never caring

sick of me and sick of you
did i make you happy?
sick of playing the fool
i hope i made you happy!

*hugz*

Very pretty, but as usual, very sad also. I can sort of relate to this one. I can actually relate to most of your poems.