My Story

Your absence burn like a bullet of betrayal.
In your arms i could touch the sky wrapped in a blanket of light.
Now everything i see is dark and despairing.
I have to know if you need me or even miss me.
I can't take this anymore.
The tears from my pillow have written my whole life story
from everyday until today.
Drops of bitter rain surround me,
since the day he broke my heart.
I wake up in the middle of the night with my body sore and dripping with sweat.
What the hell can i do to just be myself again?! --
The tears from my pillow will always hold my story of how i was just left here.
For Nobody.

by Kimyy
posted on 07/30/2007