i've cried through all my tissues
i've clawed through all my issues
i've held back all the i miss yous
hoping my distance would fix youi try to take back control
until my lips hit the alcohol
and the pain comes back
and i lose it allit seems i can't give it up
trying to hold myself higher
but calling myself strong
would be making me a liari will never admit to you my issues
knowing i'll never again kiss you
it just hurts when all i can think about
is how much i fucking miss you
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The Best of Billy: a compilation.
PoesíaHighest rank of #3 in poetry. A collection of my best poems picked from my poetry albums 1-6. © 2019 Billy Waugh