1st day of July 2020
Undying Cycle
by yours truly
Endless pieces,
Written for someone with fleeting promises,
Countless dedicated words,
To you, whom I thought you were different.
I was holding you for many times,
Comforting even your bad sides,
I gripped your hands that tightly,
But you let go so easily,
Ripped my heart too heavily.
Got fooled again to still believe your hidden lies,
Lies that filled me with butterflies,
Numerous chances,
Yet, what you have returned are agonies.
My hands tremble as I can no longer write,
Words got lost and can no longer be rhymed,
I feel the torment and hide to my scar,
And wish for a time machine so I could go back,
Not to avoid so I couldn't meet you,
To prevent myself from falling for you.
I was firm to move forward,
When you turn my world downward,
Countless times I keep giving myself a knock,
Realized I am still a dupe,
I still care for you who made me broke,
I'm stuck and only you I tried to look,
But maybe I can no longer be yours,
Cause you left me a damage I cannot cure.
YOU ARE READING
La Poésie
PoetryThoughts stuck in a jar, Let the emotion be the star, A mighty pen as a sword, Let fight the battle using your words. This work is filled by different poems with different possessed emotions and indeed, dedicated to different people with different p...
