I'm stuck in-between
reality and memories
I still see your car
every night parked in my yard
I still hear your laugh
sitting in my living room
in the chairs I sit in everyday
I hear your humming
when I have a blanket over me
feeling the non-existent warmth
of your phantom chest
when I used to fall asleep in your arms
I feel your hands
anytime I'm doing laundry
pinned against the wall
I see you everywhere
in this house
in the music I listen to
particular parking lots
I still feel as happy
when I'd stare at you
unable to believe
you were right there
even when it was reality
but it comes crashing back
when I realise I'm in a memory again
I can't tell the difference
between reality and memories anymore
I'm spiraling again
I'm slowly going clinically insane
all because of you
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The Devil's Love-Ridden Abuse II POETRY Second Edition
PoetryAsh stains on my jeans you're still on my mind cherry on my skin you're still there pain doesn't block you out freezing hands shaking body withdrawals from your warmth butt burning my fingertips burning my lips dying to feel you again strike the...
