Broken
Heart tightens, stomach grips
Feelings burst
Her smell... her lips...
I feel like a ghost, an empty shell
Dying inside
Living in hell
Energy is so low
Body's fuel diverted to thoughts
Remembering painfully
All I have lost
If she even cared for a moment
Just one passing thought
It wouldn't feel all so pointless
But she doesn't
Copyright © Steven Mitchell | Year Posted 2013
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