poetry is my form of suicide.. |
Even though you hurt me
And you still make me cry...
I miss him
Beyond all belief...
My forever is unavailable
My happiness out of reach...
My struggle
Is long and hard...
Raindrops fall softly
Like kisses pressed against my head...
I shed a tear
I just can't force a smile...
Sweet emotional distress
Running through my veins...
Related by blood
But not through birth...
Evil puppeteer
Controlling my aching soul...
Sun beams flicker
Back and forth...
If you gonna break my heart do it quick like a band-aid so it only stings and doesn't burn |
When you lose someone, you realize just how much that person means to you, So maybe its a good thing they're gone. So you can see just how much that person means to you |
You have ONE advantage over me.....you can kiss my ass and I can't!! |