Tears pouring down my cheeks
Fear radiating like heat
Will this feeling ever leave me?
It's taken over my brain
My hearts a one way lane
And the only destination seems to be pain
People say to only look to the future
But how can I when the past is the only thing in sight?
I can't let the good be good
When the bad is all thats in my head
I just wish these feelings were dead
Want to put the demons to bed
And never have to address them again
in bed we are the pillow
in bed we are
the pillow warm
sleepy head
may the dream of thought catch you there like some sleepy willow
beautiful
You've really captured your feelings in this poem. I certainly hope you feel better.
Lucie
:)
Thank you! :)