I need him like a good book or even a drug I can't kick.
Know things aren't the same ,
I know he's moved on,
It hurts me like being stabbed in the chest a hundred times.
I have to fight for the things I want in my life.
Right now I need to be alone somewhere with a class of something strong .
Some peaceful music to drown out my feelings,
Something else to distract my mind from finding you ,
From finding you in the crowd of people.
Something else to hold me down,
Tie me to the bed to stop myself .
To stop the pang in my chest.
Stop even the an inch of my mind form you.
YOU ARE READING
the depths of my despair
شِعرYin & Yang . The good ,The bad. A balance between the two. This is the dark finding it's light through the depths of despair.
