You shrug it off,
You turn your head,
Deny the truth,
And leave me for dead.
It's you I love.
It's you I need.
But it's you,
who leaves me to bleed.
As you turn to go,
You fail to see,
The void you leave,
Deep inside me.
Don't you get it?
Can't you see?
I am you,
as much as you are me.
i love it as much now as when you first texted it to me. It's gorgeous, as is the writer; -)
As much as u think this sucks, i like it, its a good poem for a begginer and youll get better if you keep writing, you have the writing style and technique to write some really good poems
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sometimes i think they do see, they just cant do anything to help, as much as it pains them, they have to let you bleed, as i said earlier though, Great poem =)