Going Threw Hell

By , henderson, NV
You’re sick at home,
With the stomach flu.
I’m looking to him for company.
No, this can’t be true.

I’m getting those chills again.
It’s been awhile.
Where have they been?
I kinda miss this feeling.
I need you here,
To keep my heart healing.

Why do I want him back?
You’re right here in front of me.
My heart is having an attack.

I see all the memories,
When you’re not around.

While my head’s in the clouds,
I need my feet on the ground.

I’m being selfish as I say,
I want you well.
I need you here to stay,
As I go threw hell.





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