Truth hurts
Trust breaks
Hearts die
Souls drown
Tears drop
Blood falls
Death seeks
Depression finds
What more did you want from me?
What else could you take from me?
You want truth? Your lies are so funny.
We spent time together like we spent money.
When things were right we were both so thrilled.
When things we tight we were both so killed.
You want the truth? Can you bear it still?
If I said I hate you, how long until the tears spill?
Do you care enough to even listen?
Do you even care to know what you're even missing?
No.
YOU ARE READING
Sometimes I Write Poems, Sometimes I Write Songs
RandomA collection of everything I've written to be posted on theprose.com. Between short stories and poetry, I think too much.
