Hopeless
The hope is gone,
Nothing to hold on to anymore,
Though that sounds wrong.
Things can only get worse from here,
This downward slope,
Something to be feared,
Something that I dread,
It’s the poison inside your head,
That’s making you lose me,
Forget us,
Forget yourself,
But remember this,
I love you..
If nothing else.
Copyright © Emily Rose Horwell | Year Posted 2010
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