Thud...Thud...
I prick my skin ,
feel the blood flow thick yet thin.
can you feel my pain?
after all this time, can you tell what i think?
my heart so heavy, words suppressed,
the grief so real, all pretense undressed.
the beats of my heart break rhythm,
i wonder if you feel the unrest.
there is no dramatized cry of pain,
no tears of wanting, no feelings spent in vain.
a coldness so alien, yet so very mine,
a person i know, different behind the line.
No longer i know what i need,
not now, i dont really know how you feel.
i wish you would come and try to heal,
do me this loving deed.
Against all i still wait for you,
wanting, watching, stopping my heart from going blue.
hurry back, for i dont what may happen to me and you,
im waiting, missing you.
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