why the hell
do i think that
you'll ever change?why do i still
run back to you,
getting locked up
in your chains?my heart cracks when
you spit your venom.and my eyes fall apart,
showing what's on the inside.to you,
i'm weak.to you,
i'm nothing.so why do i keep
trying?i hope one day,
that i'll be able to find peace
and try to fit back the pieces
that you've undone.but until that time comes,
i just have to run.run away from you,
and the knives that you
throw at my heart.run away from the memories -
going back to the start.
and you won't ever
be able to catch me -oh no you won't.
i'm gonna be stronger now -
now that you're not my
antidote.xXx
YOU ARE READING
spicks & specks
Poetrythe memories we leave behind. the spicks and the specks of life.