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Pat Lynett Feb 2018
The silence cuts pretty deep
And I know you were right
For me
I'm sad you had to leave
And I miss you everyday
I'm not okay
And I know you aren't either
And it's killing me.
Pat Lynett Feb 2018
How frail can one heart get
When lies masquerade without warning
We lost our love because of a story
Maybe we loved too much
But the hurt we both shared
Left an impact deep enough
For the days to breed more pain
Maybe it was the silence of our dismay
Or the choices we chose to make
Or the thoughts that wouldn't go away
Or the heart that needed to break.
Pat Lynett Jan 2018
I don't think I've wanted to hold you
As much as I did that night
Every kiss stained with black lipstick
Was our beautiful mess
When we reminisced about the past
I heard you laugh and I knew
There was more to our story
This moment was not our last
And when I saw the time and said it was getting late I had a feeling that you wanted to stay
And when I looked down as I rested my head on yours I knew nothing had changed.
Pat Lynett Jan 2018
I want you now
Just as I did before
The glass that shattered
Did cut my soul
But my shadowy figure is dead
Just as it was before
You make it better
And I wonder where you are
Please come back
And heal my scars.
Pat Lynett Jan 2018
I feel alone,
Alone like I used to feel
Constantly asking if it will ever end,
It did before
So maybe again
But I don't know what to do
Because I don't fully understand
I still hope I run into you
Just like we did before
And I would look across
And find your eyes
But also find the floor,
I'm not as strong as you think
Sometimes I think I loved you more
And when you said you lost some love
It seemed like you were falling short,
If I still gave you everything
Who then would I be?
Sometimes I think
You would lose even more love
The longer you were with me...

And that's why I had to leave.
Pat Lynett Jan 2018
I guess this is what it feels like to barely breathe
Waking up just to go back to sleep
I guess now I'm a fiend
I get so high off dimethyltryptamine
You'll only find me in my dreams.
Pat Lynett Jan 2018
My mind drifts
Into
Uncharted waters
Suicide borders
I'm the death you crave
But the life you hate.
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