
After losing someone, after so long it is only appropriate to move on. But it just feels so wrong to do so, like you're saying they never even existed at all and it makes you feel terrible for even thinking of being happy.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Angst - Words: 123 - Published: 10-30-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3070094
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Unbroken
A lot has happened since you've been gone
The seasons have passed and changed
And with each new spring, summer, and fall
I feel your memory like a stain
It spreads like a vine
Poisoned by my tear stained face
Flowing through my veins
And now it cannot be erased
The blackness shriveled up my soul
Left me there to die
It hurt less to see you go
Than to prosper and survive
It crippled me from the inside
Invisible to the world
Nobody knew how much I hurt
How much I'd live without
But as my soul stays in its shrouded darkness
Afraid to see the light
I'm afraid I must live on a little longer
Because it refuses to die
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