A question was asked,
But no answer was given.
A maze, it has formed,
With the exit sealed; hidden.
A knife was dipped in ruby,
And a scream was bitten.
With her eyes locking his,
From love, she was smitten.
Look out for shadows,
Forms of the dark.
For silent creatures,
They are rather snark.
They mock your vulnerability,
Haunt your inability.
Harmed you, as it seems to be.
That their source was weaker without tea.
No kettle running; but his mind was.
No teabags dropping but he was.
Down to his knees on the asphalt.
For he knew that her death was his fault.
For he has lost her forever it seems.
Plunged himself into a bath of guilt.
Rid himself of guilt to overcome cleanse.
Alas, his soul was littered; tainted.
For he has killed the woman he has grown to love.
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Tear You Apart.
PoetryA poem about regret, but not necessarily the cliche scene of "Oh, I miss you my baby, I wish I never let you go!" NO. that is not the case of MY story. Also, it is not a personal poem, this didn't actually happened to me (how would it? it would be i...
