Voicemail, 3 amA Poem by amzA voicemail to a former lover at 3 am. Part 2 in a 3 part series.Is it okay if i talk to you until the sun rises? I barely go one night without your ghost haunting my nightmares. I forgot what it’s like to sleep through the night. Your side of the bed is as empty as the beating heart inside my chest. I never sleep because i can hear you pacing the room. I quit smoking years ago, But i still choke on the poison you left inside my lungs. The day i told you i loved you was the day i stopped breathing properly. Your fingers grasp my throat, Yet my cries don’t reach your ears. Do you remember the night you sobbed as i held you in my arms And you told me just how badly you needed me? How disappointing that you turned out to be a wolf in sheep’s clothing. I’m calling for a lot of reasons, But the only one worth repeating is that i love you. I love you. I love you. I will always love you. Good or bad, I will always love you. © 2020 amz |
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Added on December 14, 2020 Last Updated on December 14, 2020 Tags: lovers, voicemail, love, ex, smoking, heartache, pain, depression, mental illness, mental health AuthoramzToledo, OHAboutI'm Ann-Marie. I'm 30 years old. I'm happy and confused and content and dissatisfied and lost and found all at once, and I'm still trying to figure out how that can be. I used to write on and off .. more..Writing
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