It's not fair,
I've waited all my life
You're already gone,
Fine, twist the knife
What was the point
What have I got to live for?
I'll do it again and just get addicted
Who am I kidding, I'm already at the door
But I'm waiting for my existence to pass
And let me go
Are you still listening
Oh wait, you never were
I guess what I'm saying is
I'm a fool for her
YOU ARE READING
Lyssa's Poem Book
PoetryJust me ranting about my feelings through poetry, because why not?