29. Tell Me
In the middle of the night,
I have cried.
Standing in front of the mirror,
I have told myself to be strong.
I have sang my heart out
Just to keep my tears from falling.
I have lost myself in books
Just to escape reality.
All I ever wanted was to feel happy.
Then tell me, my heart
Why didn't you let me tell him
how much I loved him?
Why did you push him away
when he wanted to stay?
Why didn't you stop him
when he looked back?
Tell me, my heart
Why did you let him go?
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Ethereal
PoetryHis ethereal soul Creeping its way into my hellhole If only I could stop him If only I could forget him But his ethereal soul Is what makes me whole. **** Third poetry book everyone! Ethereal-A book written in the memory of lost love. **** 🌟 Second...
