Your beauty gathers men around like its a mandatory staff meeting,
They promise you heaven and earth but bring you sadness and tears,
They rip apart that beauty and leave a lifeless husk with no soul,
Now you broken,
shattered
and bruised
Filled with deep regrets,
depression,
scars,
and a story to tell.
You gave them gold from your mine then they skated off.
They sucked you dry now you have nothing left to give.
They always got your hopes high thinking you were the one.
You lost yourself and everything you stood for,
Thinking things would be better
From better to bitter they became...
And in a dark room you were found with pills and potions...
Surrounding your lifeless body,
Her pain.
HER PAIN.
YOU ARE READING
THE MORNING AFTER
Poetry"My love for you runs so deep, It is hard for me to even sleep. Every time I see your eye, All I want to do is cry. When I touch your lovely skin, I get so nervous from within" a continuation of midnight thoughts my previous book if you haven't read...
