Wonder
I wonder if she knows I cry myself to sleep. That every second passed I continue to get weak. Or that the nightmares wake me up screaming out her name. That I feel I'm lost here although everything looks the same. Every since she left I hurt each passing day. That I no longer have a purpose and feel I'm In the way. How pathetic I've become always staring at my phone. Praying that she would call and say she's coming home. I constantly relive memories I've locked inside my head. And I've painted on a smile so no one knows I'm dead. I hope she's finally happy and doing what she Does. And though I feel so broken its her I truly love.
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