I sit here in front of my keyboard trying to utter these words that I write, but I cannot. I sit here picturing a future with someone I've lost a long time ago. I determine what I cannot truly comprehend and if that makes no sense I do not know
I have no words, but too many emotions. Usually I could express myself in my poems and release the pain. Sometimes spit out some words that mean something or that can be put together, but now I cannot even utter the words I conclude or ink the words I think
When love strikes neither parties are the winner, the words I try to finish don't even come out, maybe I should just end my own...
Not suicidal, I just want to wake up one day and think I'll be alright