it's 12:13 am and you ask me why i'm up
It's you, it's you i want to scream
of you, i just can't get enough
you, in my highs and dreams
umbrella and pouring rain
you didn't see my eyes that day
sarcastic to hide the pain
it's you, it's you, please stay
it's you, it's you, it's all for you
everything i ever do
but honey, i can't say it
can't shatter this moment as we sit
looking at the moon and stars
counting our scrapes and scars
you brought heaven to my hell
how far we could go, only time can tell
i can do anything with you by my side
set the world aflame, stop the tides
we can touch the skies
we can make living a beautiful lie
holding my phone at 12:18
tears streaming down my face
but in the morning i'll wipe them clean
my heart aching, a bittersweet taste
it's you, it's you, it's always been you
and oh, how i wish you knew
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yes, i was hurting before
a shattering mask I wore
but where were greys now are pastels
i'm finally free from my hell
i learned to shed tears, but to not tear myself
i learned not to be ashamed to cry for help
hardships made my garden bloom
found protection under the moon
met the people i'd give my life for
mended at the bleeding and torn
and i know wherever i may roam
i never walk alone
2 years of writing and growing up. this part of my life is done. y'all ready for senior me poetry??
until the spring day
YOU ARE READING
Epiphany
Poetry"Are you calling me a sinner?" Please don't use poems without permission. Ranked #174 in Poetry 061218 Images not marked do not belong to author.
