Tuesday, October 6, 2009

broken heart poem

I'll be fine, again.
It doesn't feel right to wake up without you.
Not when I can still hear your voice in these halls.
I painted your room to cover up everything,
but everyday I'm still trapped in these walls.
How I wish I could feel your touch.
Or even just your breath upon my neck.
I'd go insane if I tried to move on.
The only thing I can do, is try to forget.
They say everything happens for a reason,but why must I always feel this way?
I never would have imagined you'd slip from my hands,
leaving me behind, in misery, and pain.
The Doctor tells me the pain's all in my head,
but I know for a fact I feel it in what's left of my heart.
She won't prescribe me some medication,though I know she will soon have to start.
my friends all say I'll be fine.
They tell me to just move on.If only things were that simple,
but I can't let you go even when you are gone.
I removed your pictures from the wall,
but I still see your face when I close my eyes.
It's hard to deal with all of this sober,
but everyone says I'll heal in time.

  • posted on 09/19/2009

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