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Nov 2011
You're high on life.
I'm choking on air.
You get what you want.
And that's not fair.
I cry myself to sleep.
I pray each night.
I help out others.
I do what's right.
Still I get all the pain.
You steal my joy.
He was mine.
He was my boy.
You pulled the rug out from under me.
You stole him from my arms.
I'm all alone again.
I fall to self-harm.
One cut for you.
One cut from him.
One cut for pain.
One cut for sin.
Blood shed for feeling.
Tears fall for faith.
Curled in a ball crying.
Alone in this place.
Promise you'll forgive me.
I didn't mean to do wrong.
Promise you won't forget me.
If I don't make it too long.
I want to have you with me.
I want you to love me back.
Can't you see what she's doing?
She's using you for lack.
She misses him.
She doesn't want you.
I know her well.
I know it's true.
But I love you totally.
I love you more then anything.
So realize it quickly.
Before the Spring.
I don't want to be alone anymore.
No one to call when I'm down.
I want to laugh with you.
For you to change my frown.
Know that we're more then friends.
Even they all see.
That even if you don't believe it,
We're meant to be.
Joanna
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