I pushed down on the pedal,
The scenery passing as a blur,
I should of seen this coming how you traded me for her,
I can't wait till I feel no pain,
No regret,
No remorse,
I hope this makes you realise where you went wrong,
But it will be to late as I will already be gone.
TEAR STAINED CHECKS
I see Puffy, tear stained checks,
A red nose,
Messy hair but worst of all the broken and hurt eyes looking back at me.
My reflection isn't perfect,
I have to many flaws.
I'm in pain, that no one can see,
It hurts to much but when do you ever care?
About me and my feelings?
The feelings that I will never share.
THE ROPE AROUND MY NECK
The door flies open and your eyes show disbelief,
The regret shine brightly in my eyes as I see my reflection in yours,
You tumble forward and undo the rope from around my neck.
As I embrace your strong arms and feel the warmth and protection I thought I was never going to feel again.
YOU ARE READING
Words
PoetryThis is just a description it is not in the book: The water travels down your checks, Sad and broken is all I see, You have no hope, no love as you fall to your knees and brake down again. You were so happy, But now I can see it was for her Never...
