Ray Mesa

Rookie (5/17/89 / Grand Forks)

Fear Of Waiting: Treatment Poem Collection - Poem by Ray Mesa

It's noon
But I feel like summer
How soon
Will you come over?
I can't wait to see you
to see your face
I can't wait to be with you
To kiss your face
I'm a block away
I can't wait another day
I want to see you now
I want to kiss you and hear the sound
I'm at your door
Your're so close
It opens to what I adore
To what I love most
Your're there in a T-shirt and blue jeans
I can't wait to flirt and have you hear me
Look me in the eyes, and don't fear me
I'm under this cold sky, I'm right here
I just got back
Don't you care
I'm right here
Suddenly its so black
Its so unfair
I see it now, I see your tears
I died three days before
I fucking hate you
But yet you all still mourn
Suicide isn't what I thoght it would be
I feel lost and I'm still not free
I want you, you are still what I need

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 8, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, May 22, 2006

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