You used to view me
As the rose
And not the thorn
But now
I have scars on my heart
I'm the shape
Of your fingertips
And for the past
Eight months,
Waking up has actually hurt.
I really did love you
But you were a chain smoker
And I was just another pack
Of cigarettes.
YOU ARE READING
The sad side of town
PoetryBasically this is a book of Poetry, quotes, love, hate, life, death, flowers and pretty girls, there will be lots of it and some I did myself. If there is anything you would like me to post about or add to my book, feel free to give me ideas or ask...
