Me, Myself and I
Without A Trace.... - Poem by Me, Myself and I
Without a trace…
How can I let you walk away?
To leave me with out a trace,
All I hold here, is your memory,
We was once so happy, you told me that to my face,
And now you’re gone...
All I have left now, is this empty space,
As I stand here and watch you leave,
Dragging my heart with you as I greave,
These tears, the rivers, run down my face,
For death would be a wanton release, I’d gladly beg for,
As you rip my heart from within its cage,
And throw it to the floor,
I still remain kneeling, begging you for more,
As you were the only one that believed in me,
I hold my head in my hands, it’s far too late to see,
That you where, maybe the one for me,
You was always there when I needed you,
Your smell, your walk, your grace,
But now, I’ll never again see your f******* face,
As you close the door on me,
And leave me, without a trace….
Me myself and I
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