A poem of mine. Wrote it a while ago. What do you think?

Soulless, so empty and uncontaining.

She ripped me open, and left my life waining.

I can’t seem to get passed it.

We seemed so happy, what the hell happened.

Our life together seemed so fast and,

Now my memories are worthless, I feel so abandoned.

But to mention it all, and tell it like it has been.

Just a story of my life, and this is how it happened.

We met each other, and it was love at first sight.

I knew it was with her, I would spend the rest of my life.

Everyone said I was wrong, I thought I was right.

I told them I loved her, and I would ask her to be my wife.

I told them they didn’t matter, I didn’t care what they said.

To just leave me alone, and just like that it would end.

They looked at me with disapproval, and shook their heads.

They left me so fast, ashamed to call me their friend.

With everyone gone, my time being spent with her.

I pretended to be happy, but my life was steadily getting worse.

She became my cancer, and I desperately needed the cure.

She took my life over, so quick with great force.

I had to end my grief, my suffering, this madness.

There was only one way I knew it could happen.

Just to end my life, and do it my fastest.

The only way it could be done, the only way it would happen.

But I couldn’t do it, no matter how much I plead.

I was afraid of death, and the thought of being dead.

Then I finally realized, no matter what anyone said.

I had to suffer through life, though mine was at end.