He tells me that he loves me.
He holds me as if he never wants to let go.
He does all he can to keep me.
But does everything to be alone.
He tells her that he loves her?
I honestly don't know.
He does all he can to break me.
But tries to heal the burn.
I do not want to accuse.
If i'm being told the truth.
I do not want to be the fool.
That believes all the bull.
I tell him that i love him.
I fall perfectly in his arms.
I do all i can to keep him,
but does he want me gone? :(
YOU ARE READING
My war.
PoetryI have been diagnosed, ripped apart, shot down, kicked around. But ill be on broadway. Even if i have to buy a street, name it broadway and perform. In all seriousness, instead of sleeping forever, i wrote out my war.
