POINTING FINGERS:
No one is to blame.
We both did each other wrong.
Caused a few tears, and a couple months of heartache.
A few nights with no sleep, some internal bruising and scars.
We made it last as long as we could.
But I feel we didn't give it are all.
We let it slip under our finger tips, and blamed the other.
I can do at with my wrongs, and I shouldnt have pointed my finger at you.
And that you were all the blame for my pain.
And you shouldnt have pinned all the blame on me.
YOU ARE READING
TRUST ME
PoetryA collection of short/long poems I have written through out the years. Some sad/depressing and some happy.
