i was something reckless
and obviously
a wreck
i was something bitter
bitten by envy
on the neck
my heart was filled
with jealousy,
at least that's what
I'm told
this world
became the reason
why this thing,
my heart, grew cold.
a sinful,
sinful lady
always haunted by
the past
a million mistakes
defined her,
oh, how long
would they last?
i tried to break
the walls i built
to let the sunshine through
but yet the darkness
sits right there
says,
"Nope, not done with you."
her cries rang
her screams were loud
but no one seems to hear
but when others mourn
all are on their feet
and ask,
"what is wrong dear?"
the world is
filled with people
but all are on their own
i learned that
the only person to lean on
is you, and you alone.
12:28 am 💪🏻
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Chained
PoetryI asked you if you love me. You widened the space between your thumb and your index finger, saying, "this much" And then I asked you if you love her. Your silence made me realize that both hands weren't long enough Completed.
