Above me is a grey mess
it is an utmost disaster.
Below me is what I depress
all the I love you's I had plastered
I laid them on your forehead
and left them while you cried
I whispered softly by your bed
where I laid content by your side
How, the pillow swallowed your tears
and this grey disaster shed Spears
to stab you by your heart
whispering to the wind ,to tear you apart
In my head ,I cannot decipher
this despondent cacophony
it calls me a heifer
saying I'm a nobody
but with joy does it carry
your memories in my heart
with elation do I leap
with the warmth of you in my mind
all the I love you's I depressed
just to rise back up again
it comes back to attest
the reason you where mine again
Above me is a grey mess
and I miss every bit of you
you would smile through this storm
living me to continue .
YOU ARE READING
queen. |✓|
Poetry(POETRY ABOUT MOTHERHOOD & LOVE ) You whisper "My queen " and I can only stare ahead because there's nothing for me to say except think of how much I'm dead Think of how so far gone I am I'm loose in touch with reality because I still see you sc...
