Come To Me
I could die a thousand deaths
Yet nothing would be able to compare
To the pain I'd feel inside
Of when I needed you most, but you weren't there
Late at night, thoughts bring me to my solitude
The thoughts which allow me no sleep
In my eyes, despair and sadness prelude
These secrets which I cannot keep
Deep within, are stories which have never been told
Deep within, these feelings, bind me with a firm hold
Tears roll down my face
My body shivering cold
Awaiting for your warm embrace
So many things I have been told
I beg for you to come
And free me of this misery
I pray that someday you'll be my silver knight
I need you here, please come to me
Omg. I got the title wrong. Sorry! I was thinking about another poem. >.< Can I change that somehow?
