You said it was for the best
But I wake up paralysed by fear
Blankets clutched to my chest
Face stained black with tears
You left me alone
I was trying to cope
Then you called my sister's phone
Left me grasping at imagined hope
You once told me I had your heart
And I gave you mine
But you pushed as apart
Took my heart; didn't leave it behind
I'd rather not hear, "I love you"
If it's untrue — if there's nothing there to hold onto.
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𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐌𝐒 : 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒
PoetrySonnets and cinquains, seasons and colours, flora and fauna, the bad and the good - all in this collection of original poems. Several are written about the author's personal life, such as social interactions, intense emotions, and experiences as...
