I miss you more as every second passes,
everyday goes by, it seems I'm losing you more and more,
You're slipping from my grip.
I can't sit back and take it,
I have no other choice.
I love you more then anything,
but you're too far to hear my voice.
I try to explain, I've tried so many times,
I can't make you understand,
My mind has drawn eight hundred blanks, I can't explain my love
It scares me to death,
the thought of losing you
but I sit back and watch it happen
there's nothing I can do.
I am a weak and powerless person, so much weaker then you.
I hope you're not playing me,
not taking me for a fool.
I hope you realize what I'm doing,
even if i can't give you a clue.
I push you farther away,
thinking its all you.
I can't let it happen again,
I just can;t lose you.
So I sit with with my knife pushed to my wrist
I sit and think of what to do,
make an imaginary list.
I think of what you'd say and how you would get mad,
I drop the knife and pick up the phone, missing you so bad.
I write another poem,
that doesnt make any sense.
I punch one more wall with my fist,
wishing I could tell you,
instead of sitting back
and watching me lose you.



this poem was written with confused thoughts behind it, but i just wanted to
post it to see if anyone could make sense of it...idk i just hate to lose my
work....i might be able to take something from it at a later point...

wow this was sucky
 
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