Nothing Left & I'll be missing you - Sad, Grief, Sympathy, Broken Heart Poetry and Poems

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Two Poems from our Sad, Grief, Sympathy, Broken Heart Poetry Collection

Nothing Left

Author:	Bonita Sadie

Poem:	Nothing Left

	Nothing Left Poem You call me a liar Because i don’t tell you everything Yet you do the same Hipocrit I want to do this It’s what i need It’s what saves me From this loneliness From the dark And It’s deeper each time I don’t expect you to understand Just let go of my hand You’re leading me somewhere I don’t want to go Had a taste of the best Why can’t you just leave the rest I don’t need this I don’t want this I’d rather blow my last breath Paint these walls red with just a piece of me. My wrists feel numb now Something so wrong I’ve waited so long to feel THIS A REALEASE My worries just flow what’s left a front seat show to my death row well now you know Only 1 place left to go Back down Turn around Beyond this There’s no turning back Go away let me go You already took it all There’s nothing left Except to fall I won’t let you take this I’d rather Paint this wall red with each last breath Until theres nothing left Except to STOP; I’m falling now And there’s no ground it’s endless. I’m free to be me, no judgement, no fears, no worries, no tears Light as a feather it all fits together No boudaries This folds me in a shaddow of luxary Embracing a closeness i’ve longed for finally I’m Free For a moment…. Then. The Pain STRIKES.. STRIKES… STRIKES…. Ur dragging me back And im running from this light giving me breath i don’t want to fight this I don’t want this I REFUSE to feel this Can’t You See I just want you to let me be Each STRIKE takes me closer Each BREATH hurts more I can Hear it NOW the rythm the beat I can Feel it NOW this pain i was running from this cold i wanted to escape from I can See it NOW Those people crying “Tears of guilt” OR “Tears of sorrow” MYNE TEARS FOR ANOTHER TOMORROW 1 Question remains WHY… I’ve got nothing left to give And there’s nothing left except these scars of hope lost of a heart broken of yet another failed attempt With words unspoken

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I'll be missing you

Author:	Bonita Sadie

Poem:	I'll be missing you

	I'll be missing you Poem Heard the news You died today As morning came Your life slipped away Screetching tyres You hit it hard No escaping this death card People crying mourning you Remembering your greatness and happiness too For your with the Lord in the stars above Never forgoten always loved I looked at the night sky in all its glory For now it holds your life story These words you said Locked im my head “i’ll sleep when i’m dead” (RIP angel) You lived it full But yet so young Their neverforgoten and only son I cried today 4 your youth lost A great guy A heart so kind And hard to find A smile that could light a day Why did your life just slip away 4 beauty was defined by you A heart so gentle so true I’ll be missing you…..

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