I trusted you.
My first mistake.
I trusted that perfect smile
Complimented by those beautiful brown eyes
With a mouth that knew how to whisper sweet nothings into the air
That made me definitely believe you that your purpose in my life was to only do good.
You confused me into thinking
That my feelings belonged to you
And you would only do right by them
But you were quick to strike my core
And disappear as if all was good.
I was left with my feelings scattered on the ground,
Broken bit by bit
With tears in my eyes
Each one representing every single moment I spent believing that you would only do good.
My first mistake was,
That I trusted you.
YOU ARE READING
From The Inside
PoetryI'd firstly like to thank a young lady named Takatso for making my cover art,you're a star. So this book for me deals with a lot of inner conflict that I faced in the time of writing it,I couldn't comprehend or trust my own feelings due to a lot of...
