I sit alone in this chair,
Hoping and praying in despair.
I pray the skies will part and bring me some light,
But it never does and it crushes me with all its might.
I struggle to breathe with the hands around me,
I'm trying to be free, why the fuck can't you see?
My eyes are always so watery from the slopes of nightmares,
That even now as I close my eyes I see you with the same menacing stare.
Leave me be, will you now? Knowing I was never yours?
Oh, but no. You only always want whats yours and leave it as a chore.
You hungry little motherfucker,
Always trying to eat me up, you bugger.
Fuck you and your needs,
I don't need you and your bids.
I'm fucking leaving and don't you dare come after,
Or I'll find a way to fuck you up so you don't ever hear another laughter.
So bye bye baby, au revoir,
You had your chance and now its mine to take what was in my reservoir.
Adios, rot in hell for all I care,
You're the son I never wanted so I don't give a fuck if your heart tears.
YOU ARE READING
The Living Broken (Poetry)
PoesiaPoems written by a living soul with a broken heart.
