Inner Confession
People are wrong my love.
The pain never dulls,
the screams never lull.
It seems like every moment I breath,
I'm begging to have you back with me.
Things weren't perfect.
And we both cried and hurt so often,
but my life feels bleak and empty.
Now that I can only feel a shell of
pure bliss.
Unlike the raging poison of love,
we had called our own.
People are wrong my love,
The pain never dulls,
the screams never lull.
So instead I curl up tight,
bury my face in the pillows,
letting it all swallow me whole.
Because at moments like these,
I'm buried beneath the earth,
your hands clamp down tight on my heart.
Like a vise, my addiction,
I miss you my love.
People are wrong my love,
The pain never dulls,
and the screams never lull.
Each night I beg for you to return.
Even if all you told me was your hatred for me.
I'll continue to beg for you,
because though I'll lie to everyone else.
No one will ever hold my heart,
so careless and yet so close.
Just Like You.
Copyright © Tiffany Julius | Year Posted 2013
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