i want to cry.
i want to destroy everything,
even the entire world.
i want to tear things apart,
this rage inside me won't calm down.all i've got left are memories,
those that exist, and those that i wish existed.
my imagination has become so diverse,
i see things that we never did.
i can almost feel your touch on my skin,
hear your voice saying my name,
feel your lips trail across my body.but your image has become so blurry.
i can sense all of those things,
but i almost forgot you.
i can no longer visualize you without
a photograph, but i still refuse to let you go.and the day that your image completely disappears,
i will be able to say that i've moved on.
YOU ARE READING
i still wait for you.
Poetrypoems and writings for the broken. previously, "i will wait for you until the very end" cover credits to baybiwillow TW if you or a loved one is experiencing suicidal thoughts, please call or text (or have them call or text) the National Suicide P...