"dreadedhue" poems
Why am I so sad with this shot glass in my hands
I should feel overjoyed but inside I feel so dead
No love is left to give but my heart is far too big
For me to turn around and say "goodbye My mind is Full with dread."
It hurts to entertain the thought that you could just move on
While I'd be sitting hopelessly, my blood flowing till dawn
I've never hurt so deep inside and still have felt such love
The time draws near to say goodbye but I'll keep looking up
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC