"The dead never truly die. They simply change form." -Suzy Kassem
Look, something just ain't right here.
Thinking of dying as I lie here.
Hoping and praying that these thoughts go away.
But, I'm going to cave into these thoughts some day.
Maybe not today, not even tomorrow.
But, my heart is broken, and I'm full of sorrow.
I'm trying to live for you, I'm trying to be alright.
Even though you're still in my head, you're still out of sight.
Even though I don't cry as much, I'm still in so much pain.
It's just, I know it can't change anything, yet nothing is the same.
Sometimes when I think of you, all I can do is smile.
But, still crying and praying all the while.
I just hope you got all that you needed to out of life.
I've been stabbed in the heart, but I don't know who holds the knife.
I keep asking God what his reason was for this sudden heartache,
But, I can't keep acting like all of this was for my sake.
Death is inevitable, like I have said before.
I just needed a reason, so that I could be sure.
I'm left wondering, I keep asking how and why.
I keep hoping that, this was a joke, that you didn't actually die.
I talk to you throughout the day, I write and I sing.
But nothing in this entire God-forsaken world, can take away this sting.
Help me see the light in all of this, I have been begging for a while.
I just miss you, my dear, and I want to see your smile...
YOU ARE READING
Where Will I Go Without You?
PoetryI just needed another kind of outlet for my depression, and coping with a loss. I don't have any other outlets, besides writing.