Painting
The paintbrush is my razor,
The paper is my wrists,
I deserve the pain,
I shrug my shoulders and I insist.
The day you died,
You took me with you,
The pain you caused I won’t ever live with,
I want to see your beautiful brown eyes,
See your beautiful brown hair,
Be close beside you and feel your touch.
The universe took you from us too soon,
You fought to die, instead of to live,
I was meant to be yours until my end,
But instead you left me alone.
I miss your arms, I miss your soul,
When the sun sets one more time we will be,
Together once more.
The last tears I will ever cry,
The final pain I will ever feel,
When the sun rises I will be forgotten,
I only exist to my self now and the pain we shared.
When the sun goes down,
I will always remember the way we laughed,
I was crazy when you where alive,
But I’m crazier now that you are gone.
When the sun sets,
We will be together again,
Wrapped in each other’s arms,
Like nothing has changed.
Tired of filling the void of you being gone,
I’m falling apart, the perfect times in my head,
My heart needs you. My soul needs you.
Copyright © Anna Lonely | Year Posted 2021
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