
Art made by me
If only my love was enough to disguise the pain that ails me.
If only his lovely attempt to be could truly fullfill me
Even when we lay close I feel loneliness in my soul
This depression has taken control
Our trust issues finally taking a toll
I need him, I think
Because even my peaceful solitude leads me to dream of him
Dreams of who I wish he would be for me
I get high off the possibity
It pains me to stay and breaks me to walk away
I know you will never be what I need
But the hope for change never leaves
How could I give up on my perfect possiblity
Sincerely, A real Baby Momma



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