sobbing to the secrets
as the truth attacks
no you wouldn't do something-
something
like that
it must've been me
all in my head
the words were so gentle-
the words that
you said
it must've been feelings
that blinded my gaze
wounded and stuck-
so stuck in
a maze
thought i was insane
a wrong sense of right
bleeding for you
for you were
my fight
and now i lie
awake in the night
so numb now i drown
in these oceans
i cry.
YOU ARE READING
Ouch: i'm still not over you
Poetrypoetry about heartbreak, betrayal, and disappointment.