MY UNCLE BROKE MY WRIST WHEN I WAS NINE. MY MOTHER HIT ME WITH HER FIST WHEN I WAS TEN AND YOU, YOU BROKE MY HEART MORE THAN ANY LOVER I HAD EVER KNOWN. YOU PROMISED ME A LIFE OF HAPPINESS. BUT FOR MANY MONTHS I DIED ON THE INSIDE AND OUT.
SOMEONE ONCE TOLD ME THAT LOVE WAS A MANY SPLENDID THING, YET THEY DIDNT TELL ME WHAT COMES AFTER LOVE. WHAT CAME AFTER WAS A TORNADOE, AND I WAS THE EYE OF IT. I TORE DOWN ALL THAT WE HAD BUILT AND I BECAME DISTANT FROM YOU BECAUSE ALL YOU DID WAS BRING ME PAIN AND I SUFFERED MORE THAN GODS NAME IN VAIN.
ITS NOT EASY LOVING AND LOVING AGAIN. ONLY YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO LOVE.
can you teach me again?
YOU ARE READING
"CM&CIL"
Поэзия"CHOKE ME & CALL IT LOVE" Have you ever loved the wrong person? Do people convince you that wrong person could be the right? Does the wrong person give you bad vibes? Does that wrong person choke you and call it love? Yes? Then read on for more poem...
