You led me to believe that I was worthy of being treated kindly, gently, that I was allowed to be happy and to stay that way.
The promises you made me in the dark
Forgotten and abandoned
Like how you left me
You were gone before I left you
And now all I feel is used.
YOU ARE READING
Whirlwind
PoetryAren't poems wonderful things? All I need to express can be found in lines and stanzas.
