My eyes danced along the white walls,
Wishing to see nothing but your calm, blue tones.
Not wanting to see the blandness of a quiet room.
A room that once held your laughter.
I still hear it now.
Your warm laugh.
It makes me happy.
In times of discomfort, I imagine your shiny eyes
And your glowing smile.
It puts me at ease.
I want not only to touch you, but to feel you,
Want you, need you, ultimately have you.
My mind grows restless without you.
I need you here, to take away the pain.
To make me happy once again.
YOU ARE READING
Forget The World
PoetryForget the world, Forget the people. Focus on me, Focus on you. Smile. A documentation of my deteriorating mental heath and stability through words.
