Poems from introspectivebeet
She’s lost in her daydreams
She can’t hear you
Or maybe she doesn’t want to
Because those daydreams,
They’re her only escape
From the hell...
I’d gladly give you my life
My soul
My heart.
You are worth it all.
I just wish
You’d give the same
In return.
I don’t want to wait
For my funeral
To hear you say
The words
That might just have been
Able
To keep me alive.
It will be much too late
For...
I’m trying to follow my heart
But my heart is in a
Million pieces
So how the hell
Am I supposed to do that
Without getting lost?
I’m still trying to decide
If you left me
Or if I left you.