Staring at the ceiling
Tears have been dripping
Trying to close my eyes
Trying to unsee the lies
It's cold and dark
It's hard and sharp
The words you've said
Made me run-down in bed
The wound in my heart
It wasn't there at the start
You know what it was
You know how it lasts.
YOU ARE READING
The Break-up Poetry
PoesíaWarning: The book you're about to read is totally heart-breaking. And the author? She writes when she couldn't bear the pain. She writes with teardrops on her screen.
