Nov 27 2012
emptiness is the price we have to pay.
the days pass by,
you hand i can no longer reach,
i miss you so much.
that it’s hard to breathe.
the light shines down
but there
it would be night
so i’ll close my eye’s
and just pretend.
i’ll pretend
this didn’t happen
and i’m still
all intact.
i’ll pretend
i’m okay
and food
is not what i now lack.
truth is too scary.
and it’s painful
to come to terms
that things do happen
that we can’t control.
i thought we could do it,
could conquer the world
but i was so horribly
wrong.
i’m sorry,
for not being okay,
for not staying strong.
i’m sorry
my dearest,
please forgive
my weakness now.
but i’ll strive
to still carry on.
i can’t guarantee
i’ll look the same.
i’ll be frail
and considered
far too thin.
but for you
i try
to still get by
for you my darling
are the reason
i am still alive.
awesome poem
great work xD
thankyou
It sucks. You suck. Simple enough P:
thankyou max, oh how i do wait in anticipation for your lovely criticism 😉 and oh, the joy it brings to my life indeed 😉
Why, you are very welcome.
I must admit, the very own fabric of the satin bubble of sanity escapes my grasp when I read such pieces of work.
It is my very own pleasure to lay eyes upon this perplexing piece of wisdom. Some may call it adolescent, but I prefer to refer to it as “misunderstood”.