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Oct 2015
I lost my everything forever,
And my everything is not even concerned about it...

My illness, he's aware of,
Maybe waiting for me to recover and as usual to say him a sorry..

That glory, oh my dearest,
This time, would not return...

This time my love,
You gave me a deeper burn...

Heal me soon, heal.me now..
Before I be long gone...

I messed up everything after that..
Am sorry dear for that...

You apologized me so many times then,
I had been angry when...
I said you things so many - so bad...
I'm afraid to ask for forgiveness, for since horrible my behavior had...

Come and heal me...
Am A patient, dear deal me..

You are my life, you are my G.B.
And am nothing alone, all that is-  are we..
My bipolar nature created a dispute again, am sorry for it, had no intentions to, couldn't help it out... Am so bad that I can't even control my emotions... I ruined everything, I ruined so many people with my words... Am tired of having apologizing over and over again... Am tired of all this...  My friends, you are aware about it, but now I have chosen the solitaire path, but I really do beg to be around you guys ( especially him), but I know I would do something stupid in my extremes, and I'll end up hurting you all...

I can't be so bad at you guys... And as promised, I won't pop up anywhere...
Gudden
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Gudden  His Street.
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