He is such a waste,
Bitter words as ugly as his taste,
Regretting and fighting,
Like a rope around my neck it keeps tightening,
Just leave me alone,
The King has taken his throne,
As once my dream we stayed together,
But dreams don't last forever,
The water dried from the lake,
Making my heart ache,
He says he is the one who is hurt,
While I was the one feeling like dirt,
He payed no attention to my pain,
Ignoring my tears which fell like rain,
Wasted time,
Sour like lime,
Broken,
Chokin',
Watching him smile,
Never to see him sad,
For probably a long while.
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The Broken Road
Poetry"Sometimes the broken road is the only way home." -Unknown Part Two: I guess I'm in love. --------- A collection of 2018 poems. 3/12/19 #227 in broken 3/13/19 #285 in finding happiness 4/6/19 #5 in living life
