The thoughts are left behind me
paranoia sinking in
past memories are gone
and leaving those within
i can't stop to stutter
or shudder
or breathe
unless you want to find me
awake but not really there
i don't know where i'm going
i don't know how to try
reading in between the lines has always been your thing
so i'm sinking on our ship
while he's safe at shore
he decided to leave
to leave me for a *****
but no one's ever touched me
no ones ever dared
i'm just that sickly little girl and no one's ever cared
but the past is now behind me
i'm leaving it with him
so you can wrap your arms around me
and not have to stop and think
Why is she not here
Dec 31, 2012
Dec 31, 2012 at 1:52 PM UTC
The thoughts are left behind me
paranoia sinking in
past memories are gone
and leaving those within
i can't stop to stutter
or shudder
or breathe
unless you want to find me
awake but not really there
i don't know where i'm going
i don't know how to try
reading in between the lines has always been your thing
so i'm sinking on our ship
while he's safe at shore
he decided to leave
to leave me for a *****
but no one's ever touched me
no ones ever dared
i'm just that sickly little girl and no one's ever cared
but the past is now behind me
i'm leaving it with him
so you can wrap your arms around me
and not have to stop and think
Why is she not here
Unrevised, this is the first time I've ever done a poem like this, so excuse it's poor rhymes and no similes
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