The Hardest of All
I think to myself
As tears hit my pillow,
All I ever wanted
Was to be happy
With you-
Day turns to night
The sun red like fire,
Only pain in my heart
Caused by you
And your inability to feel
For anyone
Who actually cares.
My mind draws blank
As I cry once more,
Hard to eat-
Hard to breathe-
But hardest of all
Is to leave.
Copyright © Kimberly Turner | Year Posted 2009
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