Poetry from my past

here's a free verse poem i made last Feb 28,2008..

Here I am...

A year older yet I don't feel like I've done a lot in my life.

What's ahead for me is still vague.

What lies beyond, I can't foretell.

My soul is wounded.

I don't know if I can go on.

Do i pretend to be happy?

when the one I love doesn't even give a damn about me.

I loved him with no conditions but he chose to be without me.

I would not know right now if he's miserable like me or happy to be free from me.

Am I that worthless for you not to spare even a second of your time?

You're cold and hurtful yet, to my agony your the only cure.

How do I go on?

When you have left me here with nothing at all.