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There is no way to describe it,
the pain someone else feels.
But you know that it's lurking close by.
You know that this pain is real.
Cold skin
Cold lips
Untouchable
Cold eyes
Cold heart
Unlovable
I've long since
kept an
extra
set of friends
in the background.

Its always
good
to have a spare.

Easily replaceable,
daily interchange
 Feb 2014 D'Errika Lastie
skyyy
You took away a life
I could have had
and replaced it with
a feeling of self loathe.
You made me hate myself
because I wasn't allowed
to hate you.
I could have been different.
I'll never get to meet myself.
you killed her when she was 5
So many days and years gone by
So many times I wondered why
You went away
No words were said
Didn't know
If you were alive
Or dead
Other People
Played their part
In trying to remove you
From our hearts
They sewed the seeds
Of lies deciet
Hoping to severe
Our desire to meet
But they underestimated
The power of love
That guides my life
From god above
No fear of man
Nor mountain high
Can force us
To say
A last goodbye
Too much time spent
Too much love spread
For us to accept
Your long gone
Dead
We've found you now
We've met today
So much we found
We had to say
We held you close
We took the time
Lovingly placed
Your hand in mine
We've cared for you
From the start
A love that's difficult to part
Held you close
In heart and mind
Remembering this

(All who seek)
(Shall find) , !
Today I found my stepdad that had been taken away from our family at the age of 89 due to finance by his biological children who never visited him for 30 years not realising money means nothing to us compared to genuine love he was overwhelmed to see us and we had to track him down   Love conquers all in this case
Being alone is more
Than just staying at home
You could be walking down the street
Like you're trapped inside a dome

Everyone around you just stares
"Hello, doesn't anyone notice he's there?"
You could talk in the loudest voice
But nobody will look or seem to care

And most of the time
They'll think its a crime
To walk and walk...
But never talk

And at night when you're laying in bed
You'll remember it all and it plays in your head
Over and over it plays like a tape
Then your eyes close over like a dark drape
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