You keep me sane.
So obviously since you're not with me,
I'm slowly turning insane.
There. I admitted it.
Does it make me feel better?
No.
If anything it just makes me want you here even more.
Makes me remember you're not here.
Makes my heart miss you, long for you,
everything about you.
Maybe I was already sane and you were just an excuse for my sanity.
or is this insanity?
I don't even know anymore.
YOU ARE READING
Shut Your Eyes (February 2011 - August 2011)
PoetryI'm like an actor who forgets his lines because of stage-fright. I can't trust myself. So let my writings speak for my heart and for my head, let them say the words I can't say aloud. This is all I've got, since being quiet and contemplative hasn't...