Are you really gone??
Or just playing with me?
Your presence is missed
Your absence is felt
A hollowness follows
a silent corner that shouldn't be there
A laugh that leaves a distasteful after effect
A cry that doesn't even exist
I am series of lies again
Truth is lost and gone with you
Pretentious smiles
everyday, different lies
lies i don't believe
yet they are pathologically part of my existence
World seems to be closing on me
Making me what they are
And I am forgetting what I was with you
and why?
Are you really gone?
My disbelief is not able to keep your memories at bay.............
YOU ARE READING
Sad Poems 2
PoesíaI wasn't intending another Sad poems book but I find it hard to not feel the stories. I necessarily don't feel like that.
