I would like criticism on this poem. Just thoughts on word choice, atmosphere, tone, coherency, flow, enjoyable-ness, etc. If possible, do go in depth in regards to it; that would be much appreciated (like how well you can make out the context, and such). Additionally, consider the possibility that these may be used as lyrics for a deathcore song. A bit too sad for a deathcore song imo, but hey, dat possibility.
It was then that I truly knew,
How really insignificant I was to you.
My heart ached, my spirit was torn.
With pride, I bore my vehement scorn.
Of myself, I held the broken pieces.
Eternally ruined, as the cracking never ceases.
I refused to throw it all away.
So into my soul, I engraved this day.
A day I suffered amist the throes,
Those which wrought by the thorns of a rose.
Thirty-three before the end anew,
Only thirty-three after severing you.
From it, I stay whole, but not unscathed.
I closed my heart and know not what I had paid.
Though I remember this day, I will forget who—
I must forget that I had ever loved you.
Forever I deny the feelings we shared,
But just today, I remember my hatred bared.
The days count twenty and eight,
On the eleventh instance through,
I will no longer wait,
No longer longing for you.
I wish you do well, with no goodbyes.
May you never again be beheld before my eyes.
On this day,
There is nothing left to say.
I simply lament this end,
For I had lost a friend.