I realized when I hit rock bottom,
That you never gave a dime.
You return like the autumn
And I start to fall every time.
Red and yellow, olive branches.
Pretty skies, the clouds are floating.
You get colder as winter approaches,
And I keep calling out, my voice resonating.
Halloween rolls by with pumpkin spice.
Called it love when you gave me panic attacks.
Mistook your malice for paradise,
I remember you in echoes and flashbacks.
I realized when I hit rock bottom,
That life will never be fair.
You left me like autumn
Leaving chill in the air.
YOU ARE READING
all that i could never say
Şiirpoems. poems are my day 1. poems have this amazing ability to calm me down. whenever i'm sad or anxious or happy or excited, i let myself flow with the ink of the pen. this is a collection of all the poems that i wrote in some of my darkest days, an...
