I gasped as the cursed blade fell out of my hands,
Blood drips from my arm to the floor,
I lye on the ground in tears,
Why weren't you here?
I gave you everything,
You took it for granted,
I helped you when you were down,
Caught you when you fell,
But where were you?
Where were you when I took my last breath?
YOU ARE READING
Dark poems
PoesíaThese poems... Some will be dark, Some will be sad, Or some will be about love...
