Your cobweb held me down
long enough for me to realize
the insignificant value of my being.
Your broken heart, mind and soul
are destructive to my fragile soul.
The red mask you wore
hide your true black and blue soul
and my little Solis was hidden by your eclipse.
You made me discern your blue soul and red words
which are black in disguise
but I'm a black horse; strong
and unbound.
A/N: Letting go of people who bring you down.
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Broken Half of The Soul
PoetryPoems of the side where no one sees behind a smile. I write this based on my daily mood so this ranges from love to friend or even the stranger that I saw on the day I write the poem.
