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Dear Diary, I miss him. Oh my God, do I miss him. But he pushed me away because of the things I did. I deserve it. I was so afraid to hurt him. When I explode like the grenade that I am, I didn't want to hurt him too. So I hurt him. Now he's gone and it hurts. I feel like he is physically hurting me when I hear the razor-sharp edge to his voice when he talks to me. But it's my fault. I know this all sounds like talk from someone crazy, but think about it, it makes sense. A lesser pain for him versus dealing with the empty hole that would appear in him when my clock runs out and I finally give myself over to the sweet unknown of death. -Me
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Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 10:43 PM UTC
Dear Diary.
Dear Diary, I miss him. Oh my God, do I miss him. But he pushed me away because of the things I did. I deserve it. I was so afraid to hurt him. When I explode like the grenade that I am, I didn't want to hurt him too. So I hurt him. Now he's gone and it hurts. I feel like he is physically hurting me when I hear the razor-sharp edge to his voice when he talks to me. But it's my fault. I know this all sounds like talk from someone crazy, but think about it, it makes sense. A lesser pain for him versus dealing with the empty hole that would appear in him when my clock runs out and I finally give myself over to the sweet unknown of death. -Me
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Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 10:43 PM UTC
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