This emptiness
I have inside...
Open wounds
My arms are sore...
Melancholy filled tears,
her hazel eyes...
Found in her hand,
a crumpled up letter...
You see me unable to breathe,
choking with every grasp of air...
Tears fall
fast and hard...
This is the story of a girl,
who lives for the night...
I think I wrote you
too many poems...
Laying beneath a blanket of stars,
Gazing curiously into the night...
It started out well
We were in love couldnt you tell...
Your parents tell you they don't love you
They are always yelling, saying you were a mistake...
I cant help but notice you fading away
i fell you slipping away more and more each day...