My tears... they burn
From reading the truth
Written by me, spoken out loud
My tears have never rushed down so fast
They've never dried up leaving my skin feeling attacked
My tears are leaking from the drain stopper that I stopped for you
I'm releasing bit by bit so my emotions won't overflow
The cracks and the creaks that were once sealed
I thought it was... but it's revealed
That you were a lesson
One that I got attached to
I keep hoping this is a mini break
But I'm getting the feeling that it's not suppose to
Go on forever...
What we once had
I feel like I knew better
But I knew nothing about you
It was all filled up space according to you
Just another phase
Do I have to face the truth
Will I ever face you
With these words
Will you come back to church
Conquer your fear of getting hurt
I'm telling you
Conquer it
Before it gets worse

YOU ARE READING
Prosperous Poetry
PoesíaOngoing poetry on how I felt...today...yesterday...or just in that moment.