Without You
"It's your name i call
Until my throat is raw
Because i know you saw
How, with my fatal flaw
I felt your absense like a claw
But still more poisin there is to draw,
Out from the wound
Where once flowers bloomed
But now the flower's are doomed
Because you just assumed
That I was okay too
But in the shadows the truth loomed
As normal life resumed
And you didn't have a clue
That it wasn't the same without you."
This poem is about:
Me