Treasure Island

Kerrie Maurer


Just The Thought


Hearing you scream
In such pain
Tore me to pieces
You went to the E.R
I cried non stop
Scared to death
Afraid I was going to lose you
I waited for someone to call
To tell me your ok
When I thought I could lose you
My heart tore apart
Broke into pieces
Shattered like a mirror
I cried so hard I couldn't speak
So much I couldn't see
So bad I couldn't breathe
I hurt so much
It felt like I was dying
A knife through the heart
A bullet to the chest
A tear in my lungs
So many thoughts raced
So many memories paced
I can't live without you
I can't breathe without you
My life is nothing without you
I've grown with you
Learned with you
My life began with you
And without you it will end
Just that thought
Is breaking me apart
Its killing me inside
Tearing my heart to shreds
I don't know what I would do
If I had ever lost you
This thought it
Hurts me
Kills me
Sends me down a hurt filled road
To have you is a miracle
To hold you is a blessing
To keep you is a wish
And its all I ever want
To lose you will end my life
Even just the thought

Submitted: Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, April 24, 2013
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