I wake up
Coughing blood
Wishing I hadn't
Done what I've already done
Its too late
I can hope for a better future
But I was wrong
And you know that now
You've done nothing wrong
But I played a game
And I want to stop talking
Just cut off my tongue
Bc I hurt so many
Innocent an sweet people
This is why I lock my sled away
And push people father
I can cry and beg for your forgiveness
But at this point,
I'm lucky if I get a word in to you
Let it be myself and my fears
Or you not wanting to talk
Its better if we stay away from each other
But that's not at all what I want
I've been losing everything
I'm losing it all
But you have better to do anyway...
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Peoms
PoetryI love poems, that's a given, but I wanna write some too. Some I'm feeling personally others about my views and even some that are inspired my music and/or books I'm not the rhymey type all the time and Ill try to make one a day. Some will be sad, s...