Slowly, we begin to break
Slowly, my heart becomes filled with hate
Slowly, the summer gives into fall
Slowly, you start to mean nothing at all
Slowly, the lies begin to fade
Slowly, I forget the promises we made
Slowly, I take on a new point of view
Slowly, I have learned because of you
~4-25-15
YOU ARE READING
Speaking Silence
PoetrySee inside my head. These are the things I never really said.
