Poems from introspectivebeet
I miss the old days
When I could call you mine
And when I smiled
When I knew I could feel love.
But I left you
And now my heart is a lacuna...
When I get upset,
All I can think about
Is holding someone’s hand.
I wish that hand
Could be yours.
Why not?
You can’t see the stars
Without darkness.
A rainbow never shines
Without rain.
Flowers don’t grow
Without fertilizer.
Sometimes you have
To...
With each breath
Her depression overtook her
Like water in her lungs
Or electricity through her veins.
She’s dying,
That fate we all wish...
I’m going to lose you
And you’re going to lose me
Very soon.
I’d be lying
If I said
I could handle that.
There’s still eleven days left
But...