Am I to grow cold?
Am I supposed to stop loving you,
Just because I'm told not to?
It's killing me to love you,
But my heart won't stop.
It beats for you,
And it bleeds for only you.
How can I stop breathing my main air supply?
How can I stop bleeding your name?
It's the only thing keeping me alive.
Your touch,
Is the only medication I can take for my anxiety.
Your smile,
Is the only cure for my depression.
YOU ARE READING
Short Poems
PoetryWritten: October 23, 2017 By: Jessica Thompson Short poems put together through time December 19, 2016 to current days. So please enjoy, they are my thoughts, and feelings, and everything.
