I need drugs to deal with this,

to numb the pain,

to fix my heart

and rise above.

 

The tears are real,

there's no mistake,

the hurt is deep,

oh so so deep,

feeling like this I'll never sleep.

 

Each memory flashing through my mind,

each smile,

the sound of your laughter,

your handsome face,

come to bed eyes,

holding hands,

cuddling close,

all just flashing through my mind.

 

With you,

I found me,

I'd been comatosed for such a long time,

my angel,

who kissed me,

whilst I was sleeping,

awakened my brain,

my body,

my soul.

 

Only to give up,

walk away,

I can't breathe now you're gone,

back to my bed,

to lie in a comatosed state,

where I belong.

 

 

written for Matt O'Brien, a young poet who thought it would be fun,to pretend he cared,then dump me like a ton of bricks,as from today we are no longer friends.