Adrena87

High Maintenance

I’ll be here when you are gone
Love’s song echoing in my brain
I’ll be here when you leave
Passion singing through my limbs
As though you were still here with me
I’ll be here when you stay
And I am gone… In my thoughts
In a place I cannot take you
A place only I know
No chaperone – No map marked with red…
Directions unsaid
I’ll be here when you are gone
When trying to understand just gets too hard
And my need for reassurance
just gets too draining
High maintenance
Too high
Too much
Too long
Saps the spirit
Drains the soul
Easier to let it go
I’ll be here
when you are gone..

  • Gracey

    Gracey, about 1 month ago

    Your work is interesting reading. You might be better using the “writings” function than journals for them though.

  • Adrena87

    Adrena87, about 1 month ago

    I like the personal freedom of utilizing my journal and writing functions however I deem appropriate. Appreciate your “input” though.

    Have a nice day.

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Adrena87

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Adrena87
July 3, 2008