The simple life I have is but a distant glimmer in my heart,
as I watch you go on with her as your future.
The thought of a child appearing in the past is no more...a fear,
if it would have kept you from leaving me and shattering the
peaceful world I once had.
I cry alone at night, dreaming of the day you'll
be by my side once more. Is it nothing more than a dream?
Is there something I can do to bring this to existence.
All my thoughts are centered on being the person that you
want me to be...
But will this help any? Or will you notice?
I'm slowly losing reality as the pain suffocates me.
The images of a happier life drift in and out,
taunting me with the knowledge that you may never return.
All I want is you!
I don't know what to do anymore. I'm too afraid of suicide,
though the steal is more comforting in this painful world.
Must I allow the blood to flow from my arms to rid myself
of the pain I feel without you.
No one knows, and I will not tell them.
I run from everyone that makes me think of you,
but your image haunts my every thought.
//Indiana//
//27 Wed 8:34PM 2008//
(This is a poem of my past, but I still love it because its a part of who I am. <3)
as I watch you go on with her as your future.
The thought of a child appearing in the past is no more...a fear,
if it would have kept you from leaving me and shattering the
peaceful world I once had.
I cry alone at night, dreaming of the day you'll
be by my side once more. Is it nothing more than a dream?
Is there something I can do to bring this to existence.
All my thoughts are centered on being the person that you
want me to be...
But will this help any? Or will you notice?
I'm slowly losing reality as the pain suffocates me.
The images of a happier life drift in and out,
taunting me with the knowledge that you may never return.
All I want is you!
I don't know what to do anymore. I'm too afraid of suicide,
though the steal is more comforting in this painful world.
Must I allow the blood to flow from my arms to rid myself
of the pain I feel without you.
No one knows, and I will not tell them.
I run from everyone that makes me think of you,
but your image haunts my every thought.
//Indiana//
//27 Wed 8:34PM 2008//
(This is a poem of my past, but I still love it because its a part of who I am. <3)