not dreaming about you
for once in my life
would be a dream come true
i am so tired of these
midnight haunts
i know you never jolt awake
from hearing me scream
or wake up in a hot sweat
from the feel of my skin
i barely cross your mind
when you're awake
i don't think i would appear
even once
in your dreams
YOU ARE READING
how the words come
Poetry"this is the poetry that has come from finally realizing it is okay to be okay but also not okay at the same time." ~ 'how the words come' tells the story of overcoming the aftermath of an emotionally abusive relationship. the book is separated into...
