The Safe Place
I miss you.
My chest is left without a ribcage.
My heart is hanging by the last thread of who I am.
My body is cold and blue, because I have given up on love.
My mind is withdrawing for the drug of the safe place I thought I had.
The place of hope, that if I could cope one more day, you would be there to help me breath again...
What it is now, is an empty place where the memories of a dream and a vision for tomorrow, hangs in a frame upside down.
The walls reveal the cracks of the paint showing that there was no love there, that you were the question and not my answer.
All that I am missing is an illusion. All you were, was a forever hope of a safe place.
You were never the safe place.
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