what if i wasn't there?

i don't know how to explain this other than it's the way i am and the life i live is reflected in my writing

What if i was gone
would you care
you never noticed i was there
alone i cried in my room
sorely my heart was dying
frozen never to thaw again
you broke the key n the lock
now my hearts door is shut for ever more
do you really care?
what if i died tomorrow
what would you do?
you still don't notice
i love you more than anything in the world
all i want is you
i live to see you
i live to feel your lips against mine
your body next to mine
and when the rest of the world turns it's back on you
even if you don't care
i'll still be here
i'll stand by your side
through good or bad i'll always be by you
so what if i was gone?

Author's Note

comments much loved

Reviews

[Emmie]

That was intense--no lie. But it was a very sad piece. Man, I'll tell ya. Before I went to the hospital (Trust me, I was f*****g up for the same reasons you just wrote about), I was writing dark poetry, suicide notes, all that jazz. When I got discharged I started to write amazingly inspiring stuff. You should read them sometime. I mean, yes, I still write ocassional sad things, but it's not my life. Nonetheless, I won't lecture you. Nice write =)