Bring Me To That Place And Time (The Selfish Dreams Of The Broken-Hearted) Poem by Nikki Taboada

God, I’m Falling Apart
He Doesn’t Even Care
Doesn’t Even Remember Me
My Eyes Are Wet With Tears
And My Heart Feels Like It’s Being Pulled In
I Just Want To Be Able To Breathe Again Without That Sharp Pain In My Side
I Just Really Want To Be Able To Smile Without Forcing It
Don’t Really Care If I Won’t See Him Anymore
Just Bring Me To A Time And Place Where I Won’t Hurt Anymore

God, I’m Wasting Away
He Won’t Talk To Me
Won’t Even Look My Way
My Hands Are Shaking In Fear Of Rejection
And My Body Feels So Heavy
I Just Want To Be Able To Wave To You And Not Break Down
I Just Really Want To Be Able To Stop Waiting By The Phone
Don’t Really Care If I Stop Breathing
Just Bring Me To A Time And Place Where I Won’t Hurt Anymore

God, I’m Completely Finished
He Refuses To Come Near Me
Refuses To Treat Me As An Equal
My Legs Are Collapsing Beneath Me
And My Mind Is Completely Gone
I Just Want To Be Able To Talk To Him Like We Used To
I Just Really Want To be Able To Laugh And Not Cry Afterward
Don’t Really Care Who I Leave Behind On This World Anymore
Just Bring Me To A Time And Place Where I Won’t Hurt Anymore