Staring at the floor,
Disbelief coursing through my veins,
Hoping that if I close my eyes,
It will all just fade away.
You told me it was over;
That you were getting better;
That you were past this,
That this addiction had faded away.
But now darling,
I see that it has gotten the best of you.
And now here we stand,
Separated by this secret you've hid so long.
Don't you know
that if you would have told me,
I would try and help you?
I'm here for you.
Always.
But instead you've hidden
this from me for far too long,
with no intention of ever telling me.
What do I have to do to gain your trust?
YOU ARE READING
Hidden Thoughts
PoetryJust a bunch of little poems that I've written. Hope you like them, and are able to be comforted by some of them, or atleast be able to relate. And just something that I want to let you know is that I tend to write when I am in low spirits, it was j...
