how easy it should be to just say "i miss you, i feel like ****, and i want you back"
i hate it i hate this
i hate crying on her shoulder because it should be yours i hate going to her when i want to be with you i hate the constant ache in my chest when i remember how much i loved you how much i still love you
i hate the way my dreams are full of you your voice and the smell of your hair in the morning i hate not knowing if you're still there i hate watching you fall apart i hate it so much
I’m happy to be here, Alive and well. I once lost all I held dear, Tumbling down into hell.
But I rose out Like a prizefighter; Off of the net with a Lively propulsion, And into Death’s Ugly, No good, Mug.
I’m happy to still be alive. Not because I enjoyed rising above, But because I Wouldn’t ever have beheld The beauty that has passed by.
And I know, More is on it’s way. So I can only pray, To share this beauty with others.
Unedited. I’m really tired. I’ve been having a sort of a block recently, I’ve been really unmotivated. so I’m gonna sleep now. Also, the poetry on this site from everyone is part of that beauty I mentioned.