Dear Last Resort
Why are you gone, you have left me alone,
an ending, capsized, your arms feel like home.
I have your voice memorized, and all your favorite things,
and I can't stop thinking, not matter how much pain it brings.
Your eyes have this gleam that I can't begin to explain
I should probably stop, this is so inane.
I miss you, but do you care, probably not.
I wish I could end everything, I wish I could stop.
So, my dear last resort if push comes to shove,
just know that I miss you, even from up above.
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