Silence growing day by day,
Less and less, I’d hear your voice.
No longer have I felt your hugs,
No longer had you come.
Keeping busy, I’ve become.
You, I idolized.
A moment of silence creeped up,
A moment of feeling done,
A moment where I had none,
But a suicidal thought.
The water so blue, so pure,
Unlike what you liked about me.
Could it be worse than this moment?
I already can’t breathe without my teddy.
I would finally become free.
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Author:
gloomypoem (
Offline) - Published: November 9th, 2016 09:42
- Category: Love
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Comments1
It hurts when you are uncertain. Depressing. You captured those feelings.
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