Julio 30 "The days pass"

When the days pass,
Some of them in a slower pace,
Maybe they go to slow!
Other go so fast,
Then I found out you are not here,
You run with them,
I wish to hold them,
That was the only way to have you near,
But I remember, I need to forget about you!

The memories are the pain I feel on my chest,
The thrill,
The sensation of you skin in my skin,
My heart is pumping so fast,
The stir,
Your taste!

No,
This is too much,
No more,
I wish you here,
The stamp in my skin, my head and my heart,
It is my fault that you are not here,
I push you away,
I never fight for you,
And maybe you didn't fight back!!
But I know I am the responsible one of this outcome.

These days I know what is right and what is wrong!

I got the change several times to have someone next to me,
The promise to fill the space in the bed,
But not in the heart.....

I try to hide behind the drugs and drinks,
I try to fill the blank space with them,
But the pain is pouring around, it is inside of the holes,
It felt like salt in an open wound,
Bruises......

Why alcohol or drugs are not enough?
I want to stop, but we can't.
Being a good girl doesn't pay.....
Take me back to that day.....