I try to close my eyes,
and shake it all away.
I try to tell myself,
that you are gone and I'm okay.
But it doesn't work.
Even my own reflection,
shows me you.
Every time I cry,
you pop up in my mind.
Why can't it stop?
It's like a broken clock,
that keeps ticking on and on.
And you want it to stop,
but it won't; It just goes.
I try to close my eyes,
and shake it all away.
I try to tell myself,
that you are gone and I'm okay.
But it doesn't work.
No, no, nothing works.
I guess time will heal the wound.
I'll just go day by day...
And wait for myself,
to get over you....
That'll have to do.
~ B.M.D ~
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Everything Is A Form Of Art
PoetryThe best way I know how to express how I feel; With words. ~ by B.M.D. A.k.a ~ Bloopsque A.k.a ~ ItamiTheSaiyan A.k.a ~ Me
