Work is almost over and I can barely stand. Food is a rare thing every day. And sleep is at a low, but maybe it's the lack of food , or the lack of sleep. But all because life is tearing me away from you. Puffy eyes from last night, wishing I could hear your voice just once. Yet I wish you'd see that I call you for a reason. My depression is my only friend now. My hands are shaking writing this and I don't want to be alive. But I also don't want to die. It's funny, all my life I'd think I'd happy one day, but it's to the point of realizing, I need you to be happy. Making promises you can't keep eats me alive life starving wolves to a baby sheep. I NEED YOU! I guess more than you'll ever need me. I CANT SLEEP AT NIGHT WITH OUT YOU! But you sleep just fine. I AM DYING INSIDE AND OUT! And you are happier more than ever. I'm done trying to call, because I know you won't pick up anymore. I remember when you were happy to hear my voice. Now it's all a blur for you. I FUCKING NEED YOU! YOUR ALL I HAVE TO LIVE FOR AND ALL I HAVE IN MY LIFE! I WILL NEVER LOVE ANYONE ELSE LIKE I LOVE YOU! Yet you push me away as if I am a crack head asking for money to buy their master. PLEASE TELL ME YOU FUCKING LOVE ME! And that I'm worth being in your life. But you'll never read this, until after I die.
YOU ARE READING
His embrace threw his presence.
PoetryForbidden and shunned down upon by society's I am but a freak. But how can love be so dangerous if it is with the same as me.
