Darkness

Here I lay, in the darkness, letting it consume me-letting it take over me. In pain I realize something-I love him but I hate him all the while. Why does these four simple words cause so much pain?: he doesn't love me. My tears are filled with sorrow, and my words are smeared with blood. I lay here trying to mend my broken heart. I feel as though my life is glass and was shattered all over, piercing my heart with its sharp tips. And it hurts to realize the truth, but its real. Life is never fair, it never will be.