In the Dark.
You've taken the light from me,
Saying you needed it to shine through your own darkness.
Regrettably destroying my world.
Even with my light,
You couldn't see through the horrors you've created.
Every single violent word and thought,
Blocked out the love I gave to you.
YOU ARE READING
We Called it Love.
PoetryA collection of tales written by a depressed poet. Inspired by the boy who promised he'd never break her. These are the faults in my heart.
