I swear to God that I didn't know.
I didn't realise until the falling snow
had touched my cheek and then you were there...
Oh, you never played nice. You never played fair.I swear to God that I didn't know.
I didn't realise until you did show
pictures of us, together, as one...
Oh, we laughed and we talked under the same sun.I swear to God that I didn't know.
I didn't realise that I could fall so low.
I didn't think that I was broken...
Oh, but you left me cold. And empty. And hopeless.I swear to God that I didn't know.
I didn't realise I had nowhere to go.
I always insisted that I was fine...
Oh, but in my heart no light does shine.I swear to God that I didn't know.
I swear to God that I didn't know.
I swear to God that I didn't know.
I swear to God that I didn't know.
But maybe I did.
YOU ARE READING
Screaming off the Cliff
PoetryPoetry assembled from the very depths of a deranged mind. Trigger warning. Tragedy ensues.