Am I alive?, by Ellie Morgan

Am I alive?

In your thoughts,

Your dreams?

How can I be when you were my life.

My spirit soars through memories,

Broken. Betrayed. Lost.

Cheated by my lifeline,

Abused by the hated truth.

Nothing’s left inside me,

But an emptiness behind the bruise,

A bomb of self destruction,

Almost ready to explode.

Fake words which I believed,

Only tears of self pity,

No sympathy from my loved ones,

Am I even alive?

A rose, At first everyone becomes over—whe… Then petals start to fall, The beauty is fading, Suddenly, no one cares,

You take my breath, Away with you and in to my mind, Dreams, desires, Fulfilled with one soft touch. You are mine.

My life is a lie, It’s perfectly disguised, Behind a sheet of laughter, humor. I dreamt big. I had goals.

Deep. I can be deep. Reaching in to your soul, Revealing your desires, I can be deep.

A light beyond the darkness, A warmth beneath the cold, Surrounded by two tight sleeves, I belong in your soft hold. Many deep wounds have faded,

We fall, Some say too fast, Some say never, Its the eyes, the eyes, The lips, the lips,