I see you now everyday.
There are still those words i can not say.
I miss you.
i miss calling you babe.
i miss you saying my name.
i miss your lips when we kissed.
i miss the talks we had.
it hurts that you cant see i miss you this bad.
i wish we never parted.
sadly i know that everyone is cold-hearted.
This will be the last time i let myself cry.
this will be the last time i say goodbye.
Sadly I know that is a lie.
Every time I think of you I will forever want to die.
Maybe this can be my last time.
Maybe this pain would end.
Right now a cold knife seems like my best friend.
How about all the pills in the cabinet.
Take 2 for a headache, and the whole bottle to ease the pain.
Say goodnight and write a note speaking my words...for the last time...
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My Poems
PoetryA collection of poems reflecting life. Contains scenes of depression, anxiety, suicide. Probably not updated frequently. *CAUTION MAY CONTAIN MATERIAL NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS* *TRIGGER WARNING: CERTAIN THINGS WROTE HERE MAY TRIGGER DEPRESSION...