Driving through the neighborhood we've shared.
Waking and forgetting you're not lying there.
Forgot to say goodbye now I'm lost in years of lies, all I'd give to kiss those lips, how bittersweet everything ever is, and ever will be.
Oh the dreaded thoughts given by waking up with a cold shoulder knowing you dont warm the spots next to me.
Drifting off but when I fall its not your arms that catch me but the concrete of the floor your feet used to dance on when you were happy.
How the most minuscule noise you'd make would make my heart fucking shake godamn when you left all I felt for months was earthquakes!
And how could you live happily when my world was crumbling beneath my feet?
When the sheep were slaughtered now i am too bothered to see your face in my dreams.
I will not fall asleep.
I will not wake up knowing you're not next to me.
So I sit and wonder how this happened to us. Two planets and now we've fallen to dust.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
A Coping Mechanism
PoesiaI write in order to cope with difficult things I've experienced. I really do think its the thing I'm best at. Sometimes my own poetry makes me freak the fuck out like how did I write that. And theN I cry cause wtf. Yeah. Yup. Oh yes. Indeed. You sho...
