Let me tell you how I really feel, baby.
Half of me is in denial.
Half of me feels unreal, like
I am alive in a nightmare,
floating in the abyss.
Half of me still believes
you will be there to catch me
at the bottom.
The other half of me is devastated.
It realizes it is over.
You are gone.
I shut this voice up with
pipe dreams, music we shared,
memories we made together.
I tell it to keep fighting
even if you have stopped.
YOU ARE READING
Bare Bones
ПоэзияA collection of poems following a personal tale of heartbreak and healing. A note about the layout: Part 1: crave is the beginning. The inner workings of my relationship. The struggle we had with love. Part 2: ache is the breakup. All of the p...
