Who the Hell are you?
Why are you here?
Stop festering in my psyche.
I cannot speak, I cannot breathe.
I feel trapped in my own body,
Mind and soul.
The battle ground has been bloody.
Using many forms to tarnish the spark I have,
My heart held even closer.
Taking a step further only
Takes me a million steps back.
Why have the need to be this way?
When you promised to be a friend.
You lie, you gossip, you are bitter to no end.
You have been my grandest ongoing battle.
I'm truly never going to properly breathe until you cease your wicked tongue.
Leave me be and let me live.
Let me just be.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryThis is an ongoing poetry book. I have some old poems I either edited or kept as is. Most will be new and added whenever I can. Of course these poems aren't going to rhyme much, but I hope you'll like them!
