Sentimental
Forgive me if i lost myself,
in what i wanted
to be
you.
Let me burn the garden--
our love's haven,
to the
ground.
Not tryna to be depressing,
i just have to
get it
out.
Ukulele's warping
from the
teardrops
falling
down...
Do you remember that time,
When you saved my life?
Suicide was looking
like my
way out,
But you called me up that night
and said that i
was everything
to
you...
know it was a lie,
but back then,
god--
you made it sound
true...
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Blind Poets
PoeziePoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
