Dark Poetry From A Twisted Mind
Yearning for The Love that Used To Be
Every day I mourn
For the love
That used to be.
When you held
My hand
And kissed my cheek
And laughed with me
And cried with me.
I miss the days
When you used to tell
Me all your dreams,
Your fantasies.
And now
This dead thing
Takes over.
This big black cloud
That covers
Everything…
& lets no sunlight
Through.
The yelling
Escalates
To screaming.
I cry &
My face is
Covered with tears.
I feel so drained,
Like I'm bleeding
To my very death.
I can no longer
Confide in you.
You tell me
Daily
That you not only
Don't love me
Anymore,
But you hate me
& wish
I would kill myself.
I cannot
Take this pain.
I cannot
Cry
These tears forever.
I don't know
What
To do.
Copyright 2018
By Insomnia
For the love
That used to be.
When you held
My hand
And kissed my cheek
And laughed with me
And cried with me.
I miss the days
When you used to tell
Me all your dreams,
Your fantasies.
And now
This dead thing
Takes over.
This big black cloud
That covers
Everything…
& lets no sunlight
Through.
The yelling
Escalates
To screaming.
I cry &
My face is
Covered with tears.
I feel so drained,
Like I'm bleeding
To my very death.
I can no longer
Confide in you.
You tell me
Daily
That you not only
Don't love me
Anymore,
But you hate me
& wish
I would kill myself.
I cannot
Take this pain.
I cannot
Cry
These tears forever.
I don't know
What
To do.
Copyright 2018
By Insomnia
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Yearning for The Love that Used To Be
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