Drowning in an endless sea,
Interminable swirling blue,
Sad you didn't value me,
The same way that I valued you.
Burning in the fires of hell,
Ravaged by the scorching flames,
Then lie here in my empty shell,
Ruined by your heinous games.
Pummelled by a deadly storm,
As rain falls in diagonal sheets,
My spirit being savagely torn,
By your cruel cyclone of deceit.
Perpetually twisting blade,
Puncturing my bleeding soul,
You're blithe about the mess you made,
Duplicity out of control.
As waves pull me under,
And my skin is burning,
Perpetual thunder,
The knife keeps on turning.
I double my cries; someone please tell me why,
There were so many ways you left me to die.
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Gates of Heaven
PoetryThis is a collection of my poetry. Each individual chapter is a standalone poem, and they aren't in any particular order. I'll add to it if I create any more, but they tend to be spontaneous so I don't have a schedule for updates. "Gates of Heave...
