Him

by jazmine   Jul 12, 2005


Lying in my bed looking up at the ceiling,
Life, it seems to have no meaning.
I look out my window, afraid of what I’ll see
His face staring at me!!
No! It’s all in my head, its all make believe

I did once have a life, I did once have friends,
But after what happened, happened I’m beginning to wonder is this how it ends?
Why? What did I do to deserve such a thing?
I wish I could wake up from this cruel dream.

People think I’m all ok,
But who are they to judge at the end of the day.
Ever since that dreadful night something was broken inside,
Something I’m trying so hard to hide.

I will never be who I used to be,
Scared, afraid this is the new me.
He will always be there watching, waiting, haunting me
The only way for me to make him go,
Is for me to just let go....

( it would mean a great deal to me if u wouldn’t mind commenting and voteing on this thanks)

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  • 19 years ago

    by Liz

    wow i like the mystery of the poem..i could picture it really well! Your a fantastic writer! Keep up the great work!