It feels like you're already gone

I can't even tell you whats wrong

Because I don't know how to fix this

I don't want to live anymore

Because I don't know how to live in this

In this world where everyone keeps on going

Even though my legs are collasping beneath me

In the world where all my worlds fall to the floor

Even though theres so much pain to see

I wish that you would just try though

To come and fix whatevers broken

And event though you say you love me

It feels as though we've barely spoken

Because I can't seem to pull myself out

Of this hole that I've fallen in

So maybe this is where

The real truth of us begins

 

Reviews

[Jb]

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[Lina Grey]

Great poem! I like the choppy flow and free-verse style, and your use of sensual language. The concept here is deep and very true. A wonderful, well-written piece. Thank you.