Ink spilling over the page,
creating the illusion
that what he wrote was important,
but just because it's a lot
doesn't mean it's right.
All of those words he wrote,
the emotional manipulation
wasn't right.
Dont listen to him darling,
he writes to sting.
But you weren't meant to get stung,
you were meant to shine.
YOU ARE READING
Everything Inbetween
PoetryPoetry written by me. Featuring my experiences, some bad metaphors, and everything in-between. Mostly free-verse. Ongoing.
