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Mar 2018
The sun rose the next day
And my bed felt so empty
All that lay on it was myself -
A shell of a person
Whose heart was so broken
I felt the warmth of a death wish
Run the end of its fingers
Over my skin
I planted my lips on it
Slowly kissed it
Because a life without you
Felt like something I just couldn’t live
It was an impossibility
The idea of you without me was so ugly
It made me feel sick
I chose to fade into darkness
Live in the past
Because in the present and the future
Our love was broken,
Our love did not exist
And that killed me so much
Because you made me believe
That a life without love,
A life without your love
Is not a life that should be lived.
emmie cosgrove
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emmie cosgrove  20/Gender Fluid/London
(20/Gender Fluid/London)   
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