by the river piedra i sat down and wept
by the river piedra i sat down and wept,
spilling every last secret i had kept,
the winter air cooled the tears that made my cheeks wet,
but the only thing i could think of was how his lips felt.
by the river piedra i sat down and wept,
i continued to cry until i had no more tears left,
but i still reminisced the memories i had hoped to forget,
thinking about when i last saw him or when we first met.
by the river piedra i sat down and wept,
i drowned all of my emotions with all the alcohol my hands could get,
and i smoked away all of my frustration with every last cigarette my lips met,
by the river piedra i sat down and wept.
-f.m
this poem is actually inspired(?) from one of my favourite books: by the river piedra i sat down and wept
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poetry
Poetrythe poems i have written during the times that i have fallen in love, or fallen apart
