Letter 15

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My love,

My dreams have concord me

Now I fear for our love

You say you will protect me

But how can you if I do not tell you

It is my fault my dreams and guilt,

Eat me alive

My nightmares make me crash

To the solid hard ground

Of the truthful reality

And when I hit the ground

I feel like a toy

That was thrown away

To wash up on the ocean floor

How can I tell you?

Maybe here?

In this letter thin I have started?

But if I don't tell you

Where you can see my face

Will you think lesser of me?

It wasn't you in my dream

It was him

Hurting me so

Those noises,

Not pleasure but pain

And I'm sorry

But it was killing my brain

I feel alittle dead inside

And...

That's the reason why

I couldn't stop saying 'I'm sorry.."

I feel like I have betrayed you...

In some way...

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