BURIED AWAY
You tell me to suffer the emotions that lie deep within
To accept that I will be
lost in oblivion
As everyone else will be
You say that I am the
bullet in the corpse
The naïve child's teddy bear
The breeze on a chilly autumn night
And the drizzle of the rain
I cling onto these words
Your words.
You tell me I am the definition of
destruction
and
hope
Both at the same time
I didn't understand how that could be
To be the light and darkness simultaneously
I truly didn't understand
Until now
Until you
left.
YOU ARE READING
The Heart Chronicles
Poetry❝I'm starting to get bad again.❞ - Charlie A collection of thoughts made into poems by yours truly. {Highest Rank: #165 in Poetry}
