Trey
Trey.
I felt safe and protected when you
were around. Now I sit and wonder
pointless thoughts. Forever in repeat.
Counting down the hours until again
we'd meet. I tried to see you sooner
but something kept me here. I guess
God was teaching me to turn around
and face my fears. I fear living
without you. And of walking all alone.
Down the empty street... the quiet dirt
road. I cry out to the wind. Will this
pain ever end.?! Send down a sign to
let me know you're still around.
Please... just haunt me. Just make
some simple sound. Your absence.
Leaves deeper scars than even my
hand could create. Please come back
to me. Prove I'm not God's first
mistake. I hold fast to just the
thinnest of threads, plucked straight
from the strings of my heart. Your
last words, "I love you" have ripped
my soul apart. I no longer feel your
laughter. Or any happiness you left
behind. I tried preserving you but you
were stolen from me by time . I'd like
you see you soon. I think that you'd
agree. That in my death id come
back to life. And i could be the me I
used to be. I feel so raw and naked.
And I'm constantly breaking into the
cold fray. But in my heart's fragile,
shattered remains you'll always stay.
1996-2013
Copyright © Morgan Jay | Year Posted 2013
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