Torture.
It's what your giving me.
The sleepless nights,
I lay awake.
Yet still seeking for answers,
Torture.
It's what your giving me.
A heavy heart,
In denial of the truth
You left me with.
Torture.
It's what your giving me.
Flashbacks,
To the moments together,
Realising I meant nothing to you.
Torture.
Is what I feel.
Torture.
As the years we spent,
I see I was not
the desired
One.
YOU ARE READING
that's Y I wrote iT.
PoetryDrink up~ the loneliness. Broken.~ Crushed.~ Shattered.~ Torn.~ Explore my deepest.. We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces I remember bei...
