xx charmer xx
You Were My Angel - Poem by xx charmer xx
I can’t get it out,
It smothers me, it keeps rushing back.
It kills me inside
To not have you here,
To not hold you
I felt so special for a very long time
But how long must I hide?
How long must I stay blurry until they can see?
How long must I wait?
Until I tell everyone how you make me feel.
Who you are,
What I’ve become.
Something so wrong becomes so right.
God it kills me inside to stay a secrete.
But how do I tell them?
How do I explain my story?
Who are you?
How have I fallen so far?
So many questions that have no answer.
All of this,
Just because of you.
Come back to me,
I can’t live without you.
All the feelings rush back just when I see you.
All of the tears I cried because of what I thought was true.
It all comes out because of you.
I take a chance and see what my answer would be.
I finally say what I wanted to say,
Got it all out and told them who I was inside.
Who I am and who you are,
And all they did was shake their head and say we don’t believe you.
Showing them explaining everything,
They turn their backs on me,
It makes me feel cold and so unwanted.
So unloved all because of you,
I’m so lost without them, without you.
It was your fault I lost so much,
Because of you I can’t find home anymore.
Love has faded out of my life and I am all alone.
You made it look like I was the bad guy
And I didn’t deserve you
But everyone has gotten the story wrong
Because it was you,
All along I was too good for you
You ripped my heart out and crushed me to bits
You are the reason I now have no family,
I now am a shadow in the dark,
Just wishing you would come back.
If you really loved me then please, relight my fire,
Because I am cold.
I need you more than ever now.
Please if you love me…be my angel and save me.
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