When you rise your voice at me,
I feel tears buildup.
When you raise your voice at me,
And You're telling me to shut up.
When you rise your voice at me,
And I can't control my tears,
When you rise your hands at me,
And you ask me whats wrong.
You said our love was great,
It was like a love song,
When you rise your voice at me,
Telling me I wasn't enough
When you rise your voice at me,
The pressure is so tough,
When you rise your voice at me,
I feel my world crumble,
I wish you wouldn't rise your voice at me,
So that I wouldn't stumble,
And Fall over,
Your love feels more like a hangover,
You said we weren't broken just bent,
But my dear lover,
I think we have finally reached
The end
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Diary of a sad poet
PoesíaThis book is a original diary which is entirely poems! Every poem tells a story of its own, Rising sadness and happiness, guilt, fear, regret, emotions find their way through my words. Every poem is original and made entirely by me. Your sad poet.
