No pleading words
Will stop the curse
Your hatred runs deep
You leave the wounds to bleed
The past comes back to haunt me
It's all your fault
That I might not ever be happy
Don't you scream
I'll have to relive everything
You spit out my name
Like poison resting on your tongue
The metal is cold
Against my head
Where you hold your gun
Your teeth are sharp
From the words that pass between
I know what you mean
But it's not stopping
And because
You're no longer apart of me
You will be sorry
I'm never the one
I can never take the place
Of the sun
I never was
And never will be
Yours to love
And I'm not good enough
YOU ARE READING
Medicine
PoetryCutting open my heart to pour out how I feel. It comes down in floods of blood as words scatter on the floor in a jumbled mess or a pathetic attempt to explain my feelings. A book filled with all of my poetry. Enjoy the somewhat dark and somewhat li...
