You left.
You left too soon,
Now I'm here all alone,
Grieving in a world that does not understand.
I thought I'd have you forever,
Now I'm alone,
Struggling,
Trying to become something you would have been proud of.
There's not a day that goes by that I don't think of you,
That I don't cry for you.
That I don't curse the world for taking you from me.
It's been so long since I've heard your voice,
Seen your face,
Yet I still wake up and expect you to be down the hall.
But then I remember,
You're gone.
YOU ARE READING
Cry
Poetry100 word stories. - warning! Talks about suicide, self harm, abuse, etc. read at your own risk. this is your only trigger warning. -
