For every breath stolen
All my silent tears
And muscles swollenYou took them to graves
Never kind hands
But set them to flamesThought love was bliss
Only had the kind that hurt
And gentle fistsYou took flowers to beds
Never making love
Inside was lust insteadLaughters that cried
Was your only pleasure
Grinning at me as I diedYou hurt my heart
Though you liked it
Telling we'd never partSorries didn't matter
Because I was always wrong
You only cared to shatterTomorrow will be better
But it never came
Smiles turned sadderI love you was empty
I knew that as much
It spewed disharmonyYour comforts terrifying
Only made me shake
For I knew I was dyingA love that made me ache
Crying until I break
Leaving nothing in my wakeYou took my beauty and killed
Held my hand until bruised
Took my everything down hillI screamed and hit the ground
With no one to hear
Did I even make a sound?For all the pleads I made
You and no one heard
Until it was too late
YOU ARE READING
Quill & Ink
PoetryThese are my emotions. My inner words. To throw in the wind. To one day reach you.