NigHts sPent In hELL November 17, 2008
Posted by fallinguphill in growth, learning, life, love, nights spent in hell, poetry.Tags: growth, hurt, life, love, pain, poetry, sadness
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3 am
Up again
Mind gets no rest
His presence haunts me
Memories of nights spent in hell
Nothing can erase our past
The things you stole can never be replace
My heart you hurt
Yet your face I can’t escape
My dreams are evaded with nightmares of you
Pain gives no justice to what I feel
This agony is so unreal
Soul torn in two
This is all cause of you
Sweat dripping from my bones
Wake up to darkness
I am all alone
With all that’s left within me
I do not pick up the phone
Though I long to hear you voice
Wishing your arms around me
Silently screaming because I know this will never be
Cursing myself for hoping you come back to me
I close my eyes
Pace my breaths
Pray to God with all I have left
That you are somewhere happy
Though angry at you I ought to be
This emotion never occurred to me