by hippiehxc Oct 28, 2009
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
I keep trying to write down everything I think of you, but my hand keeps shaking. Phantom pains menace me and I've contemplated doing horrid things just to stop them. The time is coming; I can feel it. I hope you're doing find without me, because I can't say the same thing for myself. You always understood me in times like this but I guess it got to you. The world is crumbling down around me. You're the only safe thing I have. Everything will turn out just fine if you're here with me. I'll forget this nightmare as soon as I'm back in your arms where I belong. I can't bring myself to face the fear that I have to live without you. I wish I could find the right words to bring you back but I know that no matter how much I scream, you'll never hear me. Come summer I'll be writing out of my skin to escape everything. The only thing that gives me comfort these days is that ring you gave me. |