The World Was Waiting

The World Was Waiting

A Poem by About a girl*
"

your sky was burning with promises. please, come back.

"

i see you in my reflection

like youre still alive

you were the only one who could take

my breath away; you took it

all tonight

 

your name burns on my pallid lips, white from

the pressure necessary to refrain me

screaming cries

tongue aching with things i never told you

that couldve maybe kept you

alive

 

things werent supposed to for you

be this way

my clenched eyes fade you from

memory but your eyes always stay

 

the world was waiting for you

not the other side

your sky was burning with bright promises

you didnt have to die

i couldve been the summer in your

starving, bleeding veins, helped you

fight away the ice

the demon that killed you with imperfection, filled the hollow

in your eyes

 

its disgusting how hard it is to live

and how easy it is to die

im f*****g breaking down

right here

i want to breathe you back to life

i wish that kisssed really worked

or maybe whispered words

please just be another rumor that i

unfortunately heard

 

maybe the chemicals in your brain

leaked, mixed wrong

your heart couldnt see

you had so much ahead of you and

you always did have me...

 

(im sorry i want there. i would give my life for yours. you cant see this, but you always did have so much more to live for than i did)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2011 About a girl*


Author's Note

About a girl*
my friend killed himself tonight.

he had so much to live for. i shouldve done something. im numb, i want to fucking die.

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If I can help you, let me know. I know how this feels. When i was twelve or thirteen one of my good friends killed himself. I've been suicidal ever since. It's been...three years. Over three years, but not four. I know what the pain is like, and you won't get over it. Each year the day came, it was hard to handle, but I found this last year was so much easier than the last two. Not because I forgot, but because the pain is easier to handle now. I also found that writing things like this helped me as well

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like this. there is sorrow just pouring out of it. good write keep it up

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is very very beautifully written. Really is. I'm so so sorry about your friend *hugs*

Posted 13 Years Ago



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justina, im 14. i just want to wrap up in a blanket that can actually keep me warm. more..

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