The day that I cried, I wondered why
that my life seems so bleak, how before
my life just shined. I knew something
was amiss, the day that I cried. I just
didn't know why I didn't die. I didn't
have a choice, when they say you only
live once. What if life was just a dream,
with many more to come? Of all the things
in life you hate, why must things go
wrong? You'd rather die than withstand
pain without your love and undying shame.
You comfort me and love me. You cry
with me you love me. Why must you leave
me and make me face a world of unknown?
I know you didn't mean it; oh how your face
just shows it. I wish you'd just show up and
tell me those phrases I pushed away. I
never saw them as true, just little white
lies, hanging through. I never knew my
heart yearned so for those little words:
I love you so.
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryPoems I've written when the muse strikes~ All these poems are original, and an expression of how I felt at the moment. Quite a few of these are old, and many were posted on Gaia on my account.
