This is the place were we felt at home.
this is the place,we were never alone.
shattered pieces lay on the floor
this pain,so real,like never before.
I'm dead,but i feel so alive.
what is this pain i feel inside.
shattered pieces remain on the floor as i scream.
i can not wake up this is not a dream.
ill turn around and you'll still be dead.
your screaming echos inside my head.
then i realize you truly are gone.
and i sit i sit there and mourn.
goodbye your dark compassion.
your heart, our love, always in fashion.
Oh God jess
i love your poems your my best friend and we have so much in common but far out this is the best.
I'm in heaven i get to read all the poems you post on here and the writer is my best friend and half my life!!
I'll see you soon xxx
love you
Hope