Separated by distance
With broken trust
Heartbreaks and traumas
I lay awake in the middle of the night
Listening to the crickets singing
And the ticking of the clock
Chest rising up and down
Pounding like a drum
Now almost out of beat
I think of you
About the things you might be doing
When I'm far away from you
I'm going crazy
Thinking you might've done
Same old things you use to do
When I'm far away from you
Please let me sleep
I've had enough
Please let me forget
The pain you've cause me
And maybe tomorrow
I'll wake up
Without thinking about you
YOU ARE READING
Unsaid
PoetryThis book is a compilation of random scribbles of thoughts left unsaid with the passing of time. There are some of us who are lost for words, haunted by the things we could've said to the people we lost, for the people who became part of our lives...
