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May 2017
In ways, we’re both imperfect
And our hearts wear many scars
Some days can be tormenting
Some nights are worse by far
Sometimes to keep from breaking
We hide ourselves away
Trying to fight our demons
To find we’re breaking, anyway

At times, it does get better
Sometimes, it feels much worse
One day, we feel we’re healing
The next, it seems we’re cursed
Some days, the smiles seem endless
Some days, there are only tears
We hope for bright tomorrows
While we’re haunted by our years

But I know that when I’m near you
I don’t feel so insane
And if I could, I’d take away
Your sorrow and your pain
Even if I can’t, I still want you
I want your all
To be with you through good and bad
Together, stand or fall

I don’t just want the laughter
I don’t just want the smiles
I’ll hold your hand through the brighter days
And through the weary miles
I’ll laugh with you, and I’ll cry with you
Which I do now, near or far
I don’t want just the best of you
I want everything you are

So let both smiles and sorrows come
Whether joyful or dismayed
I’ll always be here for you
Even when you need your space
I won't ask for what I wouldn't give
I’ll want all the same from you
I only want your everything
I hope you’ll want mine, too
Diary of the ****** - Chapter 2
Diary of the Damned
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Diary of the Damned  Stanford, Kentucky
(Stanford, Kentucky)   
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