A/N: Dedicated to @and_5678 for adding this story and my haiku story to their library (the poem has nothing to do with the dedication, like always)
My imperfections were beautiful in your eyes
But you ran away like burning fire
You made life look so easy
You put me in chains and left me
Like a torn rope holding up my body from sudden death
I look down on the rocks below
Even though death would be easy compared to you
I hold on to that torn rope
Like the true life line it is.
I want to run away from the world
But then I would be no better than you
YOU ARE READING
Endogenous
PuisiA poetry collection. Some chapters are dedicated to people for voting, commenting, etc. Highest Ranking: #137 in Poetry
