I still miss you the same
every day that goes by
thinking about you and what might have been
I'm going out of my mind
you know my past
and the stories for the scars
that are on my wrists
I'm going out of my mind
I text and call
giving you clues
that I cant hold on much longer
Every day I sit here
alone, by myself
with just the thoughts of how it used to be
and how I'm going to end my life
I keep putting it off
crying til I fall asleep
or by getting drunk
but its only a matter of time
before I go out of my mind
and end my life
Thank you everyone for taking the time out to read, comment and or vote on my poems, thank you.
The hardest pain ever is missing someone is near to your heart, I really feel that when I remember my dad, and this poem brought me to a two years ago when I was with my dad and now I miss him. A great piece of work, perfect :)
Sara I don't understand all the pain that your going through, but your ability to write your emotions with this amount of deaph allows me to emphasise, I know girls where you are (been) not personally but I know they go through pain and theirs nothing I can do but watch things fall apart. You have a gift of expressing yourself with great precision keep it up this is your life line and I'm glad to see the fruits of it. Good job
Life is the greatest gift we are given... When I hear of those who wish to give it up, my heart weeps... Your poem is beautiful... Surely you must remain and give us more beauty...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Sara, you write black poetry well. But do remember that life is precious and given to us only once. Make the most of it, come pain or pleasure. - Prakash Yardi, Mumbai, India