sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ
ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏsɪɴɢ ʙᴏᴏᴋ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ɢʟᴀᴅʟʏ sᴀʏɪɴɢ
ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ.
ɪ ᴀᴍ ɢʟᴀᴅʟʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ
ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴛᴇʟʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ
ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ.
ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ
ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴏʀᴇ.
sᴛᴀʀs ғᴇʟʟ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ
ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴍᴇ ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ᴛʜɪs.
sᴇᴇᴍs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ
ᴛᴏ ʀᴀɪɴ ғᴏʀ ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ
ʜᴏᴡ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪs.
ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴜʀᴏʀᴀ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ
sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ᴄᴀʟᴍɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ
ᴍᴇ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ.
ɪғ sᴀʏɪɴɢ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴘᴀɪɴғᴜʟ
ᴛʜɪɴɢs ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ɪ ᴄᴀɴ sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ
ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇsᴛ.
ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘʜᴀsᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ʟɪғᴇ ɪ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.
YOU ARE READING
craving for pain
PoetryMaybe no matter how far away my heart in your arms i still couldn't forget those igniting lies you did. Those days that tortured my tormented souls are the days that you made my life useless to be seen by another morning. How could this be tha...
