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On the nightstands
Not where you’re supposed to be
All we have now are your pictures for memories
I had every chance to tell you I love you
It’s my fault I didn’t know how to &
I held my grudges for way too long
Now you’re gone
So yes I blame myself
How can you not tell
It’s eating me alive inside
All I do is dwell
over the things that never got said
I feel as if I’d be better off dead
just to stop the arguing inside my head
© Lizzy MorningStar
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