Missing youA Poem by SimplyDisastrousI never knew wanting was such a sin.Dear a*****e-with-the-military-swagger, You must really think you're some just because you're in the AirForce, don't you? Well let me tell you something, Mister, you can die out there. You think this is a game? You will get chopped up and spit out like a dog, gasping for air. I don't think it's f*****g fair that you just went out and leave me like this. You just up and leave me with no contact, no noticy of what state or city you'll be in. I know, I know what you'll say. You had to leave because you wanted to serve the USA You need money, and blah, blah, blah. Thing is, though, I don't care. I want you back. I'm being unfair, some might say, but how cold I not be? I'm just scared of being forgotten. I'm scared of being left behind. I'm scared of losing you. Is that so hard to understand? You missed my birthday, did you know that? Oh, yeah, a*****e, you did. June 16th. You missed the date, like I figured you would. What happened to all those late night conversations, in which you swore you would remember, that all I had to do was wait for that call? Were you lying, or is it just me? I'm going crazy, insane like a mad hatter, waiting to hear your voice and know that you're okay. But, no, you wont give me the satisfaction will you? That will only mean feeding dirt to fuel the fire , and you wouldn't want that now would you. I'm being a b***h. I'm being selfish. But can you really blame me? I mean, I really miss you. You mean everything to me. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of you. I doubt you ever think of me anymore. Who knows, you probably already found another. Your memory of me is probably distorted. Either that, or I'm no good to you anymore. Either that, or you're tired of my crap.
I never knew wanting was such a sin.
Sincerely, Pointy-eared-b***h-down-the-street. © 2010 SimplyDisastrousFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on June 18, 2010 Last Updated on June 19, 2010 AuthorSimplyDisastrousHartford, CTAboutHey. I used to be on here alot when I was 15. Now, not so much. I'm 18 now and I'm not nearly as depressing as I used to be, but still depressing enough. Message me and feel free to read my old poems... more..Writing
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