Lately
I have been asking myself
how my love for you
has not yet dwindled
into nothing but a ghost.
After all, you stole my heart
and broke it into pieces
too sharp to gather
without the taste of crimson
from cut fingers.
My fragmented sanity
now becomes collected insanity.
My soul
turned into a sharp dagger
that you have taken
and used to stab me
in an empty space
where my heart once was.
The tears graze
my cheeks tasting bitter
like the words
I wish I had the courage
to say to you.
YOU ARE READING
Gone
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I have written. There is really no specific theme, I just write my feelings out and turn them into poems. I hope you guys enjoy, please vote and comment :) Love you all!! Don't be afraid to let me know what you guy...
