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Miranda Jo Aug 2014
Can't you hear me screaming your name?
I'm calling out your name.
I'm pounding on the wall,
Slowly going insane,

I pound on the walls until my knuckles bleed.
I'm just hoping you can see me.
I want to make you proud,
But no matter how loud I scream I know you can't hear me.

Dear Sara,
I still pass by your house everyday.
Remembering the memories.
Remembering your voice.

Your breath always had the sent of liquor,
Your smile was always covered in drugs,
The warmth of your hug always pulled me in.
I grew to like the smell of liquor that lingered on your breath and soon I had my own addictions and demons.

******* it.
Who do you think you are?
Leaving me here.
I need you.

Please,
Come back.
I need you.
Dear Lost One can't you see me hurting?
Miranda Jo Aug 2014
Dear Sara,
You were so young,
Too young to be in pain,
Too young to hold a gun,

Dear Sara,
You were such a beautiful mess,
The pills were our little secret,
The ***** was your best friend.

Dear Sara,
I'm sorry I wasn't there,
But it was just too much to bear,
To see you did and yet not care,

But as I stand here today,
I still feel the sting of the pain,
And my tears come down like rain,
I hope to see you again someday.

Rest In Peace Sara Lynn

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