It boiled inside of me
Like honey in bees
My face dark shades of red
A tornado swarming my bed
I sat in the middle
Thinking "why is my life such a riddle?"
I checked the screen once again
The tears start to began
Pouring from my eyelids
Spilling the sea blue from my iris
Why again?
What have I done so wrong
I've been waiting for so long
My lover was here
Yet he was calling someone else dear
As the tears seeped from my cheeks
They started to spread on my sheets
The longer I cry
The sooner my eyes will dry
Leaving me broken
Softly chocking on the sobs that are trapped
My lips start to chap
The air leaving my once soaked skin brittle
I lye down trying to solve the riddle
I fall asleep as I continuously weep
As darkness starts to creep
Encaging my broken heart
Soon it will become shattered art
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PoetryHello lovelies!! THIS IS NOT A STORY They are my own poems. Everyday I will post a new poem. They will range from variety of moods or feelings. My poems are not all about me!! They're taken from prospective of other lives. I hope you guys enjoy :) ...
