He watched as she leaned all her weight on the wall
Her shoulder held down, she no longer stood tall
He did this to her, drained her every last spark
What once her light now seems so very dark
She tried to fix him, he knows she really tired
But he kept pushing her away only regretting it when she cried
He felt so much pain when he at last turned his back
He walked out the door and let his soul finally trun black
She'd always be his light
His love
His muse
But he messed up one last time and now he'll forever lose
Her
The love of a dead rose
YOU ARE READING
Psalms of a loved soul
PuisiAngry poetry. Sad poetry. Happy poetry. Bored out of my mind poetry.
