I tell myself that i'll be alright.
All my mind says is
"Don't stay up all night"
I guess i'm not a good listener,
Because it's already 6 am.
I havent slept for shit.
All because of a sign I couldn't get.
The past month has been a blur.
Mostly because of the weeks spent without her.
Every possible reason why she left
Makes me a little less in depth.
This is definitely a curse she sent.
They say that zombies
Are the ones who's minds never rested.
But what does that make the ones
Who's heart's never mended?
Sleepless.
YOU ARE READING
Heartaches
PoetryThis is not a call for attention. This is a window into the world of the damned. Not for you. Not for me. But for her...