The pain, not the one from the blade,
But is the one I feel in my heart.
I feel this because of you,
The one and only thing that could make me feel.
I could feel everything with you, everything.
But you ripped it all away,
You ripped me like I was a useless piece of paper to be thrown away.
So now I lie here waiting crushed if you will awaiting you or maybe just the darkness to take my pain.
YOU ARE READING
my poetry
Poetrya little bit of my poetry. not my best. I have never shared it with anybody but my friend.
