till my hands breakA Poem by ForeverTheLonercrushing hard
In a blank state of mind ima hit the wall till my hands break
i dont give a f**k anymore cause I cant take seeing her everday as my eyes glance over her soft brown skin knowing I cant talk to her hurts me from within and to make it worse shes always on my mind haunting me making me feel more alone sometimes I just wanna grab a knife and slit my wrist to the bone bleed out everything every feeling that I ever had i may die but thats not so bad as long as I dont have anymore dreams where im looking into her eyes and holding her hand as tears run down her face under the full moon she puts her head on my shoulder as I wrap my arms around her waist its like a perfect world untill I wake up and remember that dream was nothing more than a lie sitting up I let out a soft sigh as I look at my hands they each look so alone so thats why I will hit the wall till my hands break what do I need them for ill never be able to hold hers in mine ~forever theloner~ *cursed to be forever alone* © 2013 ForeverTheLoner |
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