I've never soared above the clouds,
Floated on sweetly scented smoke,
Watched the colors on my wall
Come to life
But I imagine
You feel nothing,
And everything.
Feel no pain,
And all of it.
You're dead inside,
But you feel alive.
Is it true what they say,
That it makes you forget?
Will you take me to the place
Where I can lose myself?
Take me there.
Promise me you'll stay
With me when I go.
And I'll laugh when you ask me to promise
To come back.
I never make promises,
I always hated breaking them.
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We Write for Fear of Silence
Poetry{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
