Poster Child - Poem by Javier Meniovich
If I was a poster child I would be the
poster child for broken hearts
and on my poster would be one broken heart shaped box
witch would show how i fell inside.
because there is no long any place I can run and hide.
I feel so empty inside.Now the one I love has up and
gone.The one you once thought you knew is no longer guide to you.Everything I once knew has now left with out a clue and there is nothing I can do...
I fell so far that I cant even look at you from afar.
Now for this empty soul there is a small hole where I put a Bullet for my valentine.Now I feel empty in side.Theres no longer the option to run and hide.She is no longer here now I live in fear.
NOthing I can do but hope and pray that one day she will look apon me and say hey I love you to.To hold her in my arms is a crazy dream that cant even hold its own steam.
Every miniut every day I grow more insane for every little bit of pain.Some days I cant even stand and hold my head up
Somedays I just want to give up and say goodbye.
But if I do I know I will never be able to gaze apon you.
My life was ran by my paper thin heart.
But now you have ripped it apart.
Now my life is slowly falling apart.
Because if I was a poster child I would be the Poster child for broken Hearts..And one that poster would be a broken heart shaped box.
Now as I fight the darkness to keep light in my life.It seems like a one sided fight and as I lay here slowly dieing on the inside.I have no right to say That you where the light in my tunnel.I feel as thought I have already lost the fight and it doesnt seem right.I need you here to help I cant do this on my own...Even it is just to hear you over the phone...Even thought I called being in your arms home......
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