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It has recently occurred to me,
that you're fast becoming all I see,
and when I close my eyes at night,
it's your smiling face, that fills my sight.
I hear your voice even when you're gone,
still feel your touch, when your hands move on,
and I would love for you to be,
just lying here right next to me.
I want you more than words can say,
for you I'd wait forever and a day.
Oh.
I’d take the release of death,
over this silence tonight.
I said it was hopeless,
and it seems I was right
After it all, the one thing I know,
it that soon it'll be, my time to go.
To leave behind this world of pain,
and never have to feel again.
No more cuts that sting or tears that flood,
no more smiling at, the fresh drawn blood.
But all along, the one thing I knew,
was that once I'm gone, I'll just miss you.
Just such a simple kiss,
and now I feel like this,
and I'm wanting more,
and it's you I adore,
but I'm going on,
and I'm starting to fawn.
What's got into me?
You're now all I see.
It was a simple kiss,
and now I feel like this...
I found heaven in your voice, and hell in your wake,
and now in your absence, I find only heartache.
But I'd throw the dice, for one more chance,
to win or lose, or catch your glance,
because my dear I never said,
but I can't get your image, out of my head.
What can I do? What can I say?
You're not replying, you've gone away.
I thought that maybe, you might care,
but those feelings you mentioned, weren't even there.
I only existed, to sate your lust,
and I am reminded, that all is dust.
I'd heard her voice every night since that first accidental evening of perfection. But now I'll never hear it again.
Soft sweet kiss, of steel on skin,
so many veins, where to begin?
To feel again, for a moment in time,
and see my blood, on this skin of mine.
But for what? I do not know.
My wrists they sting, and it is so.
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