Dying Inside

Dying Inside

A Poem by David A. Lawson

 

Every time I am near you I am dying inside

I wish there were some place that I could just hide

I am dying because of your sweet embrace

Now, what do I do; should I give up the chase

I long for your touch and your very sweet kiss

The pain that comes from sacrifice I will not miss

I want to get close but I also want to run

Is there someplace to go and not be in the sun

I don’t get it; I thought love wasn’t supposed to hurt

Not to love again is an idea in which I will flirt

Am I supposed to live life without true love

Can someone tell me what exactly is it made of

When I love someone, I love her whole-heartedly

How come I can’t find someone who loves just like me

Every time I love another, I tend to get hurt

Now I am going to take my love and bury it in the dirt

When you told me your love was gone, a piece of me died

I didn’t know what to do so I just sat there and cried

Now that is it over, what should I do

It is hard to think about my life without you

Whatever it takes I am going to keep up my stride

I have to stop myself from completely dying inside

© 2009 David A. Lawson


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Added on August 19, 2009

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David A. Lawson
David A. Lawson

Monroeville, PA



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