I sometimes listen to music,
Music that reminds me of her.
It's like time traveling back to see her,
To see her smile.
No-
Not that dull smile that I do,
A smile with teeth,
Her eyes bright and clear.
The stars in the night sky;
They had nothing on her.
She's gone from earth.
I wish she was still here,
But it's just me here to take her place.
It all started when she cried so many tears
Her soul eroded and decayed.
I wish she could've been treated better.
I wish that she survived it at least.
It isn't fair that she had to die;
She didn't deserve what she went through.
I listen to music to remember her.
Even though,
Every passing,
I lose the heart to look in her eyes.
It hurts to remember her,
But I hold onto her.
If she had to suffer,
At least
I could tell her she didn't deserve it.
At least
I could tell her that someone loves her;
I could tell her that I love her.
Because it's true.
I love you,
And I'm sorry that I ever told you otherwise,
I didn't mean it when I said I hate you,
I hated what happened to you.
I'm sorry that I hurt you,
I didn't mean to.
I meant to protect you,
And I just didn't know how.
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Poems at 3am
PoetrySo, I write a lot of poems some (a lot of them) of them may be triggering due to the fact a lot of them talk about my trauma, mental illness,and bad experiences, I'll include trigger warnings dw! Others of them are either reflections, nonbinary rant...
