Were at that unwanted stage,
Where were locked in a steal cage.
For you were my best friend,
But all life must come to an end.
It is time to stop the clock,
For our love cannot pick this lock.
It is not that I don't care,
Just remember that I'll always be there.
It is time to move on,
I cannot bare this pain for long,
Just know that I did try,
But it was my time to die.
YOU ARE READING
Broken Yet Poetic.
PoetryA book of poems that I have written and will eventually edit. I have written some of these, when I was at my lowest. And I hope that they might help and appease those who have the courage and motivation to read them. I will add more, when I get insp...
