when blood is running poison (5:48)

it is 5:47 and i am missing you.

 

when blood is running poison

and every heartbeat a pulse of pain

when your face swims before me

i know i can't do this again.

when my message goes unanswered

and my plea for help's unheard

when your status says you miss her

my mind sticks on that last word.

when my skin is shawled in sadness

and every breath i take is ice

i think of past events i screwed up

and wonder if this pain will suffice.

when i'm sad because you're happy

and i'm curled up on the floor

when you left me with a smile, i knew

i can't do this anymore.

 

it's 5:48 and i am missing you.

Author's Note

you know.

Reviews

[Raymond]

yep, I do

[Poeticadia]

You have really captured this moment alone in the early hours... wanting, but not wanting the frustration, longing, dependancy, jealousy - and the disregard of the other person... that comes with it.

[Lyzzy Redd]

This is eerie and sad. Me gusta.