I lay in the bed in a room that is now mine.
It doesn't feel right.
I'm sore and emotionally ripped apart.
I've been in this room before
It wasn't so fun last time.
It feels the same as if I've gone back in time.
The muggy air sticks my hair to my sad face.
Cotton sheets drapped over my empty body.
One breath at a time.
On the floor next to my bed lays a picture of you and I.
I remember your words that helped me.
I have to be strong.
For you at least.
Its as if you are by my side again
Lending a ghostly hand towards me.
Let sleep take me away.
So a new day may start.
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Seeping Heart
PoetryBottom of the heart to the tip of my tongue, wanna know me.? here's how sweet reader <3