it is never easy to stand aside.. and watch some one we love.. love some one else.. in these simple words you have captured and delivered an emotional wallop worthy of any literary heavyweight... well done young one...
Sometimes it seems
we aren't "allowed" -
to care anymore
- doesn't it? But we do…
we always …do.
"Midnight Every Morning…"
Takin' back don't work,
no way in hell.
How do you take back -
looks,
shares,
just feeling …right…
thoughts - those mind dreams
that just …happen all on their own.
My …no, our now, favorite song,
flavor, movie, place, time of day
scent
the FEEL of e v e r y t h i n g -
changed…
How do you forget
knowing where you want to be
how you want to feel
wanting tomorrow …finally.
Dealing - yeah, with
- missing
- the hurting
- the anger
…the silence – when it’s so loud your heart
doesn't beat - just thuds
behind your eyes
over and over and over again
and the pressure builds and builds
til the hurt is alive and so filling
you're choking… and crying
…crying…
inside
where you don't let - ANYONE -
see or in.
Yeah, "I guess I'm still
…missing you."…
is one real
…real
part… of being me.
I remember those times when I was young. Letting go does not get easier at any age. Well thought out, clear message.
The only constructive criticism is that I would write 'missing', as opposed to missin'.
Nice poem.
Hey Everyone....
My Name is Taylor...
I am 15
And despite what my name implies... I am not needy or helpless... I'm just in a bad place
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