huffing and puffing
out of breath
nowhere left to go
cornered
yet instead of being slaughtered
i get a show
i feel the deep heart beat
feeling for what you truly want
and though you care
i stay awake
dreaming once again about just finishing my chapter
but there's a bit more to grab hold onto at this point
sit down, talk with me
tell you about the wonders of taking it all down
saying my goodbyes
but then once again
getting hung up on something
this time it's you
i couldn't do that to you.
i couldn't leave you without anyone to save you.
you deserve much better than to be left again.
im sorry that i even think about such a thing, selfish as i am.
i don't ever want to think about it again, considering how much i love you.
i miss everything about you.
i love you, my love, and i hope soon i get to feel your touch once again.
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 2 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife
