NOT YOURS ANYMORE
You are a flawless sin,
the reason for my fall.
Accepting that your happiness isn't me,
I chose to look the other way,
I can't do anything but from you, I'll stray.
The hardest thing to do
is saying, "I'm fine," while smiling.
Regretting the past that can't be undone,
feeling empty, but thinking I'm strong
even though I know that I'm wrong.
Wherever I go
all I see is us,
I know the bond between us is gone,
breaking down with tears in my eyes—
looking back at you is not wise.
I'm not yours anymore,
there's nothing I can do about that.
Every time I look back,
I ask myself, "Is it worth it to return to you?"
You are made of lies and all I need is the truth.
YOU ARE READING
PSYCHE'S TEARS
PoetryA collection of self-written poetry about the writer's experiences with heartbreak before The Muse's Pages.
