Sobbing, crying, hoping;
That all the pain you put me through would be over
That all the tears would finally stop pouring
Hoping that you'll finally wake up, sober.
Praying, screaming, wishing;
That you'll come home with a smile
That you'll apologise for all the pain,
For all the scars I have gained.
Lying, weeping, beating
Myself up for your divided heart
Torn by the secrets left untold
Anxious to know when you're heart unfolds.
Scratching, shouting, hating;
That you don't listen to what I say
That you don't care about what I do
Hating the fact that I did all this for you.
Stopping, freezing, giving up;
The feelings I thought I need.
You; my one and only selfish deed,
Giving up the tears that I gladly gave,
I stopped crying when I showed you my final wave.
YOU ARE READING
The Hollow Shell ✔️
Poetry"Those empty eyes you have. That hollow heart you hold. Sometimes I wonder, If you have ever loved me at all." -Empty
