Thursday, June 2, 2016

Each Marauding Minute (Co-write)


Co-written with my friend "Summer." 
Summer's writing is in italics while mine is in plain text.

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Another day spent numb to the bone,
just me, myself and I,
all alone,

I can't keep doing this,
spending each day all happy,
without his touch or his kiss.

The world keeps moving forward,
as I sit here and watch the change.  
My life is becoming a bore.

My heart aches for something more.
I am getting sick of the same old routine,
Another night spent crying on the bathroom floor.

Though I pretend I’m perfectly alright,
smiling through each marauding minute,  
my emotions wage a bitter internal fight.

My lover’s indifference punctures my heart,
And as his memories ricochet within my mind,
it takes every ounce of strength to not fall apart.

I fervently crave for my agony to be heard,
but when those I love deny me affection,
how can I convey even a single word?  

Talk to me,
Listen to me,
Or let me cease to be!

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