I miss you, A lot I think about you Everyday Even though. I don't talk about you, I want to, But it pains me to, When your name is mentioned And we talk about all the things You will never be Never do Never say I die slightly inside, My heart swells My throat clogs My eyes water And a tear as silent as me Runs down my face. They ask me why I won't talk Over. And over And over again But I can't answer For fear of losing it, Looking weak, Someone once told me During this time of sorrow That I was unusually strong And that it was a good thing I was So I could give others my strength Help them Like I helped myself Only they were wrong I'm not strong I'm as fragile as glass I just know how to hide the weakness and replace it with fake strength. I don't like people seeing me so fragile, it makes me feel less powerful, so I stick to the lie that I am strong.
Such a beautiful lie
But that's all it can ever be
A lie
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Life
PoetryThis is really just my feelings put into a bunch of poems. most of it is relvolved around a tradgedy that happened, where my best friend was hit by a semi and passed away. so many of these poems are about how life is too short. hope you enjoy!
