You say that you are
The way you are that you could
Never change for me
Your bad habits that
Have me questioning if I
Am wasting my breath
Communicating
An issue they have become
Between you and I
I don't want to smell
Whisky breath every night to
Kiss your drunken thoughts
You're never this nice
When you are sober and I
Watch the distance grow
It matters to me
That you keep fighting for us
You put down those drinks
For once sit beside
Me on the couch and just talk
I've stood in this mess
For far too long in
Hopes you'll be a better man
Wanting to stay but
It's increasingly
Clear I may have to leave you
Missing what could be
YOU ARE READING
VʋƖղҽɾαɓιƖιƭყ
PoetryA series of personal haikus filled with love, heartbreak, trauma, life lessons, and in the moment spontaneous poems. TW: Some suicide & assault. I'll mark them with ⚠︎︎ in the title. Just skip them if you're not comfortable with them.
