Your hands touched her most precious parts...
The very hands that brought me ecstacy..
Your lips touched hers..
The very ones that brought me joy..
To me this was hell..
You touching someone else..
You giving them what you gave to me..
How not special i feel..
She was better...
A precious untainted virgin..
Me...the pathetic garbage...
Begging you to promise..
And you did...
Now im just letting the tears fall..
Maybe theyll stop..
Maybe they wont..
But it doesnt matter..
After all..whats the point of self control...
*Inspired by a true event in my life..*
YOU ARE READING
A Collection Of Poems From A Troubled Mind.
PoetryA collection of poems and stories based around the saddest and happiest moments of my life. I hope these truly express to you the feelings that were put into them. Please enjoy.
