The sky is torn
Between me and you
We are separated
By our differences
For you were toxic
But still loving
And I was toxic
But still loving
I will admit
I was the victim and the culprit
Both being beaten
And beating myself
But I hoped it would work
Between moondust and stardust
But that's the thing
It never works
YOU ARE READING
The Sun in His Eyes
PuisiStatus: finished . A boy expressing that men can, as well, express the extremity of emotion women can reach. Through traumatic loss. . a book of poetry, to cleanse the soul:)
