"Someone to quiet the demons with only their name.
That's what you were to me, but now you've become one.
A voice in my head reminding me of what I've become.
A constant reminder of the burden I am and was, what'd I'd give for your love wasn't enough.
A conversation with you was always fun but when we went serious you swore to me you were done.
When you stopped talking to me, I thought I was gone, I swore I would never leave for you but without you I'm numb, it's my choice if I leave but it was because without you, life was dumb.
You've become a voice in my head reminding me of why I'm not dead.
Hearing your constant threats in my head makes me believe I'd be better off dead."
-L
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A series of options Left Behind In Words And Letters
PoetryThoughts, feelings and moments of my past, present and future written down. I can't say much but I like to think that they're goodish. You and I, we're an ocean of love and hatred. A land of chaos and peace, a battle that we're losing with love and...
