he said,
"let's meet
and make it through the night"
this will never last
so i put my trust
in our clandestine meeting
while everyone is sleeping
he was pleading
i am breaking
and hurting
he kneel down,
"let's not end this,
i'll break with my wife
and being with you for life"
he held my hand
i can't help it
i pushed him back
and walk on my track
while he's weeping in dark
my heart has lost its spark
i know it's hurting me
but it's earning me
it's for a good cost
leaving him behind
is the only answer
i walk on my track
i said, "fuck"
i'm okay when it's not
i'm not going back
'cause it's turning me dark
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sleepless nights
PoetryEvery night, I think, I write and cry. All of my sleepless nights, I became more productive, self-harming, leaving scars on me. After all of that, I realized and told myself, "Do you think all of that was worth it?" While my tears crawling down my f...
