Poetry | Love Letters

To The Boy I Miss

Poems for a Ghost

Where’s my baby? Is he thinking of me maybe? Finding ways to drive me crazy Or did he left me behind? I’ve been dreaming of him lately if you find him, tell him mainly that I ramble almost daily and I miss his pretty eyes

Sometimes Sweet and sometimes Spicy all this silence’s cold and icy painting landscapes so that I’ll see Heaven’s burning on his side. Mirror’s broken, cuts are in deep contact feels like basic instincts Never close to use the safe key Show is over, off the lights.

Someone tell me… Where’s my baby? Find my heart beats slower each day If you heard him, what did he said? Is he safe or is he out? Purged my demons with some bottles Pain ascending; feel it double I can hear ’em, they scream trouble can’t avoid it, it’s too loud.

Have you seen him? Feels like burning chasing spirits keep on running where’s my baby? Can’t take gone. Hell might freeze and I’ll be waiting starry nights on cloudy fadings Feelings shading… Shoot the gun.

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