it's probably nothing
but it's been on my mind
and I don't regret the blood that i'm pouring
in the sake of you, I'd rather die
than seeing you this way
I'd rather comply and remain silent
as the sky is fading to grey
though we were built from the same dirt
you deserve the world and I don't
such a shame I had to be this way
such a shame I had your feelings sway
YOU ARE READING
as if we were built from the same dirt
Poetrydedicated to a special one; an attempt to use sonnets to express my paradoxical love towards a special person.
