aren't you hope?
you were hope, the false one.
and you don't seem to understand
how much i've been falling
to that deception of yours.
happiness with you is incomparable
it helped me to breathe
even if it was temporarily
and i impulsively would tell you
"you were my hope"
and it didn't end up so well
would i have to wait a decade
just to get things back to were it started?
or should i finally say goodbye to hope
because i'm getting pretty tired.
i'm falling apart over a memory
your actions put me in shackles
moving on is too heavy,
because you arrived
when i lost all my hope.
please help me to breathe.
YOU ARE READING
bittersweet fiction
Poetry- turning the mix of emotions and impulsivity into bare words. just a vent book. :> [fil/eng]
