(L. b.)
I've come to accept the fact, that we were never meant to be.
You've made me pay for all the times I couldn't see,
That you were hurting me.
You have cut me in places hands couldn't reach,
And time and time again, your crocodile tears made me forgive.
I can no longer remember the shape of me,
From the many times I've had to piece together my broke shells.
I've taught myself this puzzle so much,
I know it now off my finger tips.
My heart is now a jigsaw with lost pieces,
Your favourite game to play.
But don't take me for a fool.
I held the Ace of spades in my hands, but I played the Joker.You think I'm going to just let you walk free?
No, you've lost me in the darkness of your heart,
But I'm never letting go of your hand until I can find a way out.
So get ready to be lost in this darkness with me,
Because I'm going to show you what a taste of hell feels like.
A break up is just letting you off easy.Oh yes hunny, I'm crazy.
You should have known that every time I accepted your lies, with a smile.

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Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]
PoetryA Poetic series. . With Every passing breath, I sink even deeper into a pool of my own darkness. . *Whispers* "Not your usual poetry"