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All I wanted was a quick call.
To see your smile and hear your voice.
But now I can't even stand the thought of that.

Because not only would I see and hear you.
But you'd see the way my heart is breaking.
The hurt I'm feeling and all my feelings would be let loose.

You'd see the way I'm falling apart and the way I look.
You'd see the true reality of what I see,
You'd see me for who I believe I am.

You'd hear my voice breaking as I cant stand the sound.
You'd hear me masking the emotions trying to break free,
Yelling at you to hear me.

You'd see the hurt and feel the pain. You'd hear the loss of love and care I once felt.
Because slowly I'm draining away.
Losing that part of myself that I felt I once had.

I'd love to see you and hear you,
But I'd hate too see myself, to hear myself. .
And I'd hate to see how that effects you, because no matter how great my pain,
I can bear it, yours I cannot.

To see you in pain it kills me,
To hear you losing that happiness is breaking my heart.
So for now you cannot see me, or hear me or even feel me.

For now I must hide as I die inside alone.
As I wait to succumb to the darkness, Knowing it'll let you be light.

Knowing that you'll be free once all my sadness has passed,
And hoping that one day soon.
I too can be free,

So I can see your smile,
And hear your voice,
and feel your happiness.

And share the same with you again.

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