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Alone
For the first time
you're a bit too distant
try
I say I'm trying,
more like hoping I'll be ok,
I know I'm trying,
lying in everything I say,
I promise I'm trying,
end up thinking about you every day,
I swear I'm trying,
to **** myself every night.
It was all here,
all of it is gone,
as I feared.
He wears many faces,
and tells many lies,
and I don't end up sleeping,
and I waste all of my time,
thinking of all my choices,
now that you aren't mine.
My mind taunts me,
with memories of once was,
a love song I once knew,
that ended in heartbreak
and heartache,
two souls too kind to let go,
too foolish yet they know,
every second with each other,
without a lover,
hurts.

My memories stab me,
with pictures of what once was,
a painting we once drew,
that depicted heartbreak,
in its purest form,
of bliss,
a time that I still miss,
the time that we both missed,
yet we knew what we both wanted,
believing it was all enough,
every second I spend regretting,
bleeds.

My dreams torture me,
with ideas of what could've been,
a story we once wrote,
that ended in date nights,
and wedding vows,
a story of love and lust,
a story unfinished,
a story blemished,
by the realities of the world we created,
we are happy,
together in a place,
a place that never existed,
and that,
kills.
Tragic
Silent letters to you,
empty messages,
hoping you'll get them,
with no clues,
cause if I tell you I love you,
as I've done every night before,
I'll realize I love you,
more than I have before,
so spare me the torture,
and acknowledge my games,
since we're not the same,
my writing must change
Dreams where you're still here,
living through,
sadness that cripples,
anger towards myself,
I bargain with my conscience,
depression hurts my health,
I've accepted our dying love,
mourning our fallen love.
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