I wish all the pain I experience was physical.
Anything is better than this feeling of pure loss,
Like I'm being torn from the inside out,
Like a demon is clawing away at my insides
If it were physical pain,
I would be able to fight it.
I wish that he gave me love,
Not just the little shivers of lust
I want conversation, not his hands
I wish that she was better
I wish that everything wasn't so damn hard
I wish that people would notice,
When I hurt
I wish that a single one of these,
Will come true.
But what's the use of wishing?
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