If I ever woke to find you weren't there, my heart would break a thousand times.
If I could never feel you near, my life's song would have no rhymes.
If I could never see your face again, my world would fall apart.
If I couldn't hear your voice again nothing could mend my broken heart.
Your the light I see in my darkest days, a hand that reaches out to me.
To not see your smile or meet your gaze, would be the end of me.
YOU ARE READING
In My Eyes
PoetryIf your looking for fun, frilly poetry. This is not for you. It's dark. It's disturbed. It's me.
