So here I am. Jus bein me. Tryin to fall asleep. But tell me something. Who do you want to be? Do you think that I could be something,someone else? How come I dont get that feeling? That whole piece of me. Washed away. Into the ground it stays. Still haunting. From the grave. So tell me. How do you make it go away. The fear of one self. Of surfacing to the top. But I dont want to hurt you. But I keep hurtin myself. So tell me why. Tell me how. Get me outta this hell. With gasoline stains on the shirt. There's only a little dirt. You see I kissed him. No harm is here. I jus dont want N*E more fears. Dont wanna disapoint you. But how can I stay. Somewhere I dont feel safe. So here I am. Trying to come up with an excuse. Makein myself feel better. And all I am doin is lookin at you. Waitin for you to love me. Loveing you. And here I still stand. Looking into you. Looking into me.
Reason for writing:
So many emotions.So much crap.I jus dono what to do N*E more.
Birth sign: Taurus
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