on the edge

A Poem by Robert Hunter

something i wrote when i lost faith in love and happyness

I'M SORRY.

I'm just falling apart,

I don't know what's happening to me,

I don't know why I'm sitting on the edge,

Looking down,

To the distant ground.

Why do I cry?

Why do I cry blood not tears.

Why are my hands balled into fists of hate.

Why do I see the reaper creeping up on me trying to steal my soul.

Why does the blood gush from my still beating heart,

Why can't anyone stop the bleeding?

Who's going to wipe the tears from my face,

And wash the blood off my hands?

Who's gonna kiss me goodnight,

And tell me everything is going to be ok.

Who's going to hold me in their arms and tell me I love you,

Despite the s**t of a human being you are?

Who's going to look me in the eyes,

As I look in theirs,

And without a word spoken,

Their eyes say “I love you".

Who's going to hold my hand,

And say I love you for the rest of time?

Scary part is I don't know who's going to save me,

I doubt anyone can. No one has so far, maybe it’s too late for me…

© 2010 Robert Hunter

Author's Note

give me feed back

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AllyKinzz:)

Feed back? Ok, I love you always will. No matter whats is going on in my day every thing reminds me of you. You are my first everything. I mean that. I cant wait to see you again. See you sometime in heaven. I miss you Baby, so much.

Posted 14 Years Ago

Tessa Ross

i love how this poem can connect to me in a way i feel as its coming from MY heart. this is exactly how i have felt/ and feel now. as ive rea; ive learned you are not with us anymore): im sorry i couldnt have helped; though i cant help myself>ill hopefully see you in heaven, whoever you are. Rest In Peace.