when you wake up from
your nightmares
please remember
that i went to
you
for help
don't take anger personally
you are not the world
(but mine does revolve around your
critical smile)
i'd love to hate every part of
you
but the truth is
i am too busy hating the
way i love you
why do i always
hate me more
when you hurt
who kisses lies
i won't be here forever
but i'll be here for now
and that'll be good enough
for me
i think it can be good for
you too
(as if i care somehow
what's good for you)
thanks for so nicely
agreeing to be my
tour guide
to reality
but i don't need you anymore
just a heart to call a home
you were my slice of sadness
when the world closed it's eyes
and my pain was caught
inside a window crack
it was waiting to be released
terrific
poem
i loved it ;*)
Fantastic poem. So sad, though. I wish you weren't sad.