If I died young
What would you do?Would you stand at my grave
And weep because I'm dead?
Or would you weep because I cant fill your heart anymore?
And you have to find something else to fill the voidThe void that slashed through you when you were just a kid
The one that was made by that little girl
who thought she was in love?
But was just blinded by wanting to feel.At first
I thought I was just blinded
Because I wanted to feel
I wanted to heal in unhealthy ways
I wanted to know what it was like to be treated rightI didn't want to hurt
I didn't want to wonder
If I was in love
While you wanted to leave.I'm still deciding
Whether to live or die
But you're making it a lot easier.Because for once I don't feel like a filler
For a void left by someone else
For once I don't feel like a waste of spaceI feel safe
But only with him.
~ dont know what to call this one
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Dream A Dream
PoetryEveryone goes through things, and I've been through a lot Everyone has a story, and mine is all in this book I hope you enjoy 🖤