Re-living the moment,
I break down and cry
I don't understand it,
and I want to know why.
I've lost all I've longed for,
the world has stopped turning.
My heart is broken,
my passion stopped burning.
I don't want to live,
Not brave enough to die.
All I can do is remember,
and cry.
I think I can hate her,
if it will take the pain away.
Could I stomach seeing her?
It's hard to say.
I'll lay here and wallow,
my heart a broken mess.
Until it speaks to me and says,
"she's gone...I confess."
- Author: lex5150 ( Offline)
- Published: December 11th, 2015 19:08
- Category: Unclassified
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