Dreaming of My Death

by Dana   Nov 27, 2006


Sitting here quietly upon my bed
many thoughts flow through my head
thought of how you broke my heart
thinking about how you tore it apart
it was like a slow and painful death
despair with every single deep breath
so many people in my life have left
only the memories of them I've kept
I never knew what it was like to be so alone
I want to get away from this, run away from home
I'll never look back on all the lies
I'm not going to get to say goodbye
contemplating suicide seems easy but it's not
it's invades my everyday life, my every thought
I snap back into reality and begin to see
that all my thoughts were only a dream
my heart is healing and will soon again be whole
and every memory is stored deep within my soul

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