Voices

Your Grave

I find myself in front of your grave once again.

How long do I have to go through this suffering?

I miss you

I miss you so much.

I have cried buckets of tears but I can do nothing that will bring you back.

I hated myself

I wanted to kill myself

I thought I was crazy

I was scared of myself

I was scared of the thoughts that floated in my brain

Until I met you

You used to tell me that I was the most precious person to you. You were the same to me. You made me love myself. You would never miss a chance to tell me how precious I was and how much you loved me.

Those golden hair and ocean blue eyes made me forget reality and had me captivated. Always.