Woken up in a panic, and I reach for you
It's then in the night that I know it's true
That you're gone, it's all wrong
Baby what am I to do
I can't let go of all these memories inside my brain
So I'll sit here outside, in the pouring rain
I get told, in the cold that pain is gain
So I'll stop before I'm caught wearing this stain
In the morning I'll remember what I need to forget
I hear that voice, it gets me in my head
And I think about you, all I feel is dread
But I just can't let go
Baby I'm stuck like glue
Just when I feel that teardrop
Feeling like my heart is about to stop
YOU ARE READING
My Very Personal Poetry
PoesíaA collection of Poems I've made over the course of my life