I was sad for a while,
maybe it was what you said
the words of yesterday
all gone and dead.I was sad for a while,
looking over everything you said
Wondering when the memories will end instead,
and missing the dead
makes me sad all over again.I was sad for a while
knowing that you will never be there,
hoping you might just frustrate me to no end
and searching for answers in memories instead.I was sad for a while
maybe that is a lie
maybe it was all the time
because missing the dead
makes me sad all over again.
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Anthology
RandomPoems written by me. Be it sad, happy or anything in between all these poems tells a small story about me. A friend told me once to write down all the feelings that I cannot say out loud.