Do you remember what happiness meant?
Comfort, joy, spirit.
I do
I remember,
that's all I do.
I know the feeling, I know what I had,
Day to day I sail; further away from happiness than the last day.
Further from love.
The hole she left is still void,
still longing for what was once so filling.
This extreme is too much now,
my chest closes inwards and I am crippled.
No longer am I able to fight this battle.
Surely this is one drop too many
All I see is dark
dark red
Now I'm closing in.
On;
comfort,
warmth,
closure,
nothingness.
- Author: Allysnewworld ( Offline)
- Published: January 31st, 2019 11:24
- Comment from author about the poem: Love, life and what awaits me.
- Category: Love
- Views: 19
- Users favorite of this poem: sylviasearcher
Comments1
Cor! You're gonna just love it when happiness arrives again.
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