Unwilling. Poem by Samlayy Broussard

I Am Running Down This Hill.
Running After You.
But Still Your So Far,
So Far Away.

I Played Your Game
Ive Gone Insane
As You Disappear, I Fall
To The Ground.
Face Pounded In.

I Cry Forever I bleed Much More.
I Fall Onto The Floor
Crashing, Crashing

In The Dirt I Cry,
More Than Ever Before.
I Start To Tremble,
All I Hear Is 'come Back ' Over And Over

I Finally Look Above,
A Sudden Light Of Heaven
In Sight,
I'll miss You,
I'll Miss You