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Jul 2013
I wake up each day
And listen to my brain say
what did I do to make it all go away

My only crime is caring for you too much
And for that my heart makes me pay.
We laughed at all the cliches. You were gonna be my best friend forever.

Unfortunately I let myself believe once again, that it was you and me until the end.

I guess it's time to pretend.
Like I don't care
But even with the few memories we share.
That wouldn't be fair.
And so I don't dare

I don't need big words or an overpowered intellect to get my point across. That your the reason my favorite quote's
hope's for presidents And dreams are for people who are sleeping

And now I understand why the grim reaper Is still reaping.

I pulled to hard and still all I have to say is
Nothing
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One yesterday you'll understand
Written by
MITCHELL
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