My fingers ache for me to dial your number
Just to hear your voice for some hours
But the fear in me is louder
Louder than any other feeling
Im sorry i make you feel that way
That way that makes you avoid me in all ways
Ive always wanted you to feel safe not cautious
Its not that open and i can't actually promise
Because i fear telling you i miss you
Since it sounds like blades to your ears
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NOTES I WROTE BLEEDING
PoetryIm healing from past pain and depression.I found a small book i used to write what i feel.How much the pain cut deep in me and no one ever noticed.It killed me but i couldn't express it. Thought id share it out .its pretty short lines filled with do...
