Dying InsideA 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 Author
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