Walking down a lonely street
You're waiting for the moment when you meet
Crying out while you're alone
Doing what you couldn't the night before
It wasn't right that much I knew
I guess I just couldn't accept that it was true
Crying out because I'm bruised I had just been stripped nude and used
-H.N.
You walked past as though a breeze
You texted me as though you wanted more than just a quick glance at what was underneath
You made me confused on who I was and what I felt
You made me think I was finally feeling something
You filled me with terror that I would finally have to face my demons
I wish you had stayed away
That way I wouldn't be confused but of course you always feel that breeze again
YOU ARE READING
Somewhere
PoetryWe're all creating different stories that end the same, don't regret yours. Please do not steal or take my work as your own. I would leave to hear feedback!
