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Aug 2014
Ink smeared pages where I tried to write out how much I painfully loved you
But the words are impossible to read through tear stains

Walls crumbling from all the times you just couldn't take it and said you wished it was me
But I could still feel every hit as your chaos ran through my veins

Screaming over the sounds of your hopeless expressions
Because your eyes always said too much
And I know the end is close to my fingertips

Vacant spaces between my fingers where your hands used to be
And my chest feels hollow without the feel of your heartbeat
Now there's an emptiness in me aching for your company
Angel-Grace
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Angel-Grace
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   Tony Oquendo and David Hall
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