Craving Home From This Heart Disease
I didn't just want your hand in mine
I needed it
I craved you near me
I craved to be wanted
In the worst way
In the end
I watched
Everyone leave
I'm too much of a wild card
I'm too hard to love
I just can't be enough
I've fought
I've cried my eyes out
Just wishing i had a place to call my own
Some where that keeps my nightmares at bay
Some place that's meant just for me
A home
I crave a beautiful silence
I long for something or someone to put me at rest
I long for someone to take this cold dagger out of my rotting heart
To lay their head on my chest
To complete me
i long for someone to protect me from myself
To make my hell something else
Copyright © Emalie Anne | Year Posted 2016
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