dieing in a pot
why dont i just die in a pot
getting cold
and forgetting everything
you dont even look
you laugh
you smile
the things i miss
i scream
it echos
theres no reply
i die.
you look straight through me
im a ghost
i wait for you
but you have already gone
i try to hug you
but you push away
forever isnt even on the table anymore
i lay to die.
im dead.
you walk away
like it was it the past
i scream your name
i get a reply.
a hello.
and of you walk again
i cant believe how much i miss you
the way you layed on top on me
trying to hurt me
when you use to pick me up
reading magazines together
watching films
that night we layed in my bed and talked for 3hours
i miss you so much
and the water from my eyes are just making me colder
i fucking love you
doesnt that make you feel anything?
please.
by
Lawrence13posted on 02/26/2008
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