They brought me the life I've always wanted.
They sewed my bleeding heart.
The dried my eyes of miserable pain.
Then again my heart began to start.
Without them I am nothing
But the nothing I was before.
Without them I am useless
As useless as my blood is to pour.
Dead I am without them,
Not a pump of blood in any vein.
The world sits quietly still
Without me hearing their name.
I will always remember them
Because remembering keeps me to be,
Or as alive as I can be
Without them here with me.
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I Miss My Friends, My Real Friends. Aimee, Brian, Samantha, Bradley, Chemareéa, Chloe, Joycelyn, Grecia.... My Life Is Incomplete Without You Guys.
YOU ARE READING
Maybe This Is Me
PoesieMy brains, my blood, my heart, my friends. It's all I've got. *note* I have something like this already called "Consider Me Dead", But I wanted to start over... take out some things/add things. So, jst to let you guys know.
