I get it,
why did you do it?
But now I understand.
You cope.
You kept your promises,
but she never kept hers.
In the deep darkness you tried to hide.
You're swallowed in the black,
gone forever.
Before?
The same!
Around again,
a cycle that never ends.
You cope.
We're back in the same place.
I can't wait to get away,
when I'm 18 it's no debate.
No more coping,
only breathing.
No more living with your screaming.
YOU ARE READING
Last Night
PoetryDark poem collection from the span of a few years, slowly editing the early ones. The later ones are pretty good. Don't be afraid to give feedback. Please read, vote, and comment!
