You made me feel ill
But I love you still
My heart is still beating
A heart that is aching
You said you aren't leaving
But all your clothes and things
Are inside the bag we used for our tripping
You lied again
The hope you made me gain
All gone from the pain
I hope I'm still sane
But I know I'm not the same
Help me feel the rain
For it to cleanse the stain
Of your blood through the drain
Goodbye! Goodbye! Bane
YOU ARE READING
THE CLOUDWALKER
Poesia𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 (𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧) - Living in my own words is better than to suffer your world. "THE CLOUDWALKER" is a collection of poems about the feeling of not belonging to the world, feeling of being trapped in the past, presen...
