More poems by poisonkisses

Crawling

Crawling here in this hell hole.
Crawling around in a pool of sin.
Crawling,trying to find something to go right.
Crawling towards you,but you're so far away.
Crawling,striving to find something good in my life.
Crawling and yearning to feel your warmth.
Crawling,and yet standing so still.
Crawling,staying here for you.
No matter how much I try.
No matter how much I lie.
You're the one guy.
That can completely take my breath away.
That can always make everything okay.
But,you don't love me.
You love her.
So I will keep crawling.
Rotting.
In this hell.
Until you come back.
It's nothing new.
It can't ever get old.
So until you come back.
This story will never be written.
Only sold♄
Poem by poisonkisses