Redundancy is all You Know when You Always Feel the Same

February 14, 2013

Holy f*****g hell it's impossible to sleep

without the wrestling of our feet

fighting to keep each other warm

beneath the top layer of our sheets

I hate this tiny bed

the empty space next to my head

begging for you constantly

my heart just sinks like lead

You said you needed space

and I'm trying my very best

but my fingertips keep searching for you jawline to trace

every night they fall defeated

can't lay my troubled mind to rest

I hate this f*****g battle

I know it'll never cease

everyone says that time will heal

but time won't fix disease

I know that tomorrow's another day

but I don't feel I will be okay

because I always seem to feel the same

anxiously pained by my bleeding brain

Author's Note

If you're hoping that one day I'll write a happy poem, I'm sorry to disappoint, but don't hold your breath.

Reviews

[A. Amos]

Well I like the feeling which immensely felt in your words, would read more of your work..Good write..

[Kahtia Howard]

Thank you :)