Not Even Halfway there
Tear stained pillow, haunted by your memoryThis thing called love is now my enemy
To see your name carved in stone was worse then death
They say time heals all wounds but I won't hold my breath
I just wish I could forget you because my life is a mess
It's like going to war with no bullet proof vest
Because this pain is killing me, all I do is mope
There's no drug that can help, without you I can't cope
I'm trying to move on but I still see your face
Awake or asleep your right here in my space
Invading my thoughts, you're like blood in my veins
Ands its cool I don't mind, but is this even seine?
To wake up and talk to someone that's gone
To live everyday just because I was born
Suicide crossed my mind but that would be a sin
Wish I can Iet go or just let it burn
It's excruciating, to have happiness replaced with pain
To be tanned and sun kissed and become pale from rain
I've tried talking, took up a new hobby
Kept busy, writing a new story
But I'm not even halfway there
Poetry by nature
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Written on 2010-05-06 at 13:55
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