How can this be real
When I can barely feel
The love you claim to have for me
The hate instead you show to me
You know that I love you and how much I care
Yet constantly question if I want you there
Drowning in apathy we both seem to leak
The deeper we go the less we will speak
I can’t hear your voice but give me your hand
Together I know that we can withstand
10 feet under you’re getting colder
Hand in hand, your head on my shoulder
We’ve hit the bottom, our pulses slow
As life escapes us I need you to know
How much I love you and how much I care
Is why I’m down here instead of up there.
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isn’t it amazing that such beauty can come out of such sadness and anger. this is a beautiful poem, but its message is fogged, to truly understand, you have to be you, and thats the interesting part of poetry. best of luck to you, and with talent like this, don’t let someone pull you to death, it would be a horrible waste of human life 🙂
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