Don't I deserve some freedom?
Liberty from this toxic love
Love which had a touch of betrayal
Love which turned into hatred
Love which did nothing but poison your sanity
Corrupt your entirety
Don't I deserve some freedom?
Why can't you just tell me the reason why?
Instead of just saying goodbye.
Where's the good in goodbye?
When it makes people cry
And condemn themselves to die.
YOU ARE READING
Her Poetry
PoetryThe fracture that he gave in her heart forced her to release the despair. She's no writer nor an amateur, but one can be that someone she never dreamed of once a fragile heart starts to break unprepared.
