sinking sharp
the black melody blasts
into the core of my heart,
weaving spells and spikes
your broken sad smiles
prophesying the upcoming demise
of our love
as we sink deep
into the endless blank;
no expression, no thoughts
just floating in the abyss
of circumstances vs fate,
when we promised each other
that there would be no hurt,
there would be more words..forsaken;
for the words have deserted them or they have deserted the words?
YOU ARE READING
empty
Poetryspaces and spaces - of black lies, of broken promises - leaving me empty with so much to say to you.. will you hear me? hear me as I say - read my words from the pages of my heart and of my memories filling up my empty soul.