A Poetic Nightmare II: Killing Me Softly
Recurring Nightmares...
The fear of losing her ended with actually losing her‐
A time where my eyes weren't open to what was in front of me
Now I look for her in everyone that comes after
She found me when I wasn't looking, and gave me everything I didn't know I wanted
She went away- and all of sudden, all the skies were gray
My regrets, lay hidden the text...
I still remember-
The look on her face, even though she looked away
I hate the reminders,
But I love to remember
You're such a sensitive subject-
Feelings that show up uninvited
Killing Me, Softly
Like the sand I'm standing in,
Or a dream I don't want to wake up from
I know-
No one will catch me if I fall for you again
No one will cut the dial tone if I call you again
I still remember-
Every sense,
They're Killing Me, Softly
About the Creator
JM
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.
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