May

I miss you still to this very day
I don't know how to cope
I'm not quite sure how to live without you
You're my only hope
And I can only wonder if you miss me too

No more lies, I'll admit, I'm really not okay
Life seems so dark and cold
You're the only one for me
And no matter what you've been told
I know it's meant to be

For all this trouble and heartbreak, someone has to pay
So it might as well be I
Without you in my life I'm dead
I just sit at home and cry
And every night I toss and turn, sleepless in my bed

I go on with my life, I don't know what to say
No one understands
And I feel even more alone
I can't take what life demands
All I do is think what could have been and moan

I look up at the sky, on green grass I lay
These warm, sunny days depress me most
I miss his laugh, his playful smile
And his cocky boasts
I wish it had lasted longer, it was such a short while

It's all over now
Oh why did it turn out this way?
And I still don't quite know how
Life was so perfect in May

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Tula-Is-Dead
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How often do you write poetry?
Daily
20%
Weekly
11%
Monthly
2%
When the mood strikes
47%
During stressful or emotional times
13%
Not that frequently
4%
I just like to read poetry
3%
Total votes: 339