A piece of me died today;
For I grew to believe, I’ve lost you.
I contemplate what I should have said;
When I watched your eyes flow blue.
I lied in bed;
And wondered why I am this way.
My heart and brain are in battle;
As I do not know if I can stay.
I hurt myself with each thought;
Harsher than a long deep cut.
And try to say good-bye;
Even though it was a punch to the gut.
It was never my intentions;
To say good-bye so soon.
But I fear I am no good for you;
As I will only lead you to ruin.
This double edge blade, I have made;
Won’t let me win either way.
If I go, I am in pain;
If I stay, you may never be okay.
About the Creator
Lane Burns
I am a Poet and an inspiring short story, one day novel writer.
I like to write in free verse mostly, but am heavily inspired by Emily Dickenson, and tend to create my own rules and ideas as well.
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