Whisper to me your secrets
Tell me again your lies
Bunker holding a Corps
That I am to your body.
Not a witness in your trials
Not another one to morn you
But the one accomplice
Who lies to the judge
And make them believe that your an angel from heaven
When you crawled from the Earth's crust to lay your revenge
The one who helps you
But waiting in exchange
That you'd do the same thing
"I'd die for you"
I say moments away from hanging
Looking at you from the crowd
Placing my body on your footprints
Because I know in my heart that you'll bring me back.
Memories I think in my grave, because you never came for me
YOU ARE READING
If you're reading this, Don't!
PoesíaRegrets by a normal human being that, by using poetry, says "sorry" and "is your fault". Who to say it is dedicated it to you the reader? Or to no one?
