Slam the door and
throw away the key.
I know what I need
but you drove me to
the edge, to the point
of no return.
I stand in purgatory,
a glass house waiting
for the walls to smash.
Warm hands try to pull
me back, opening up the
revolving door.
I've always known
the score, the ballad
fading into quiet cimbals.
Marching band to shred it
to pieces. I've made it this
far always knocking at heaven's
gates.
Thundering down my path
for God's sake let me find
a peace of mind.
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Sad Girl
PuisiPoetry from a sad girl Ranging from love to heartbreak, happiness to sadness and feeling low to depression and so on. I hope people find that they can relate to what I write and by taking in the words that they find healing. All Rights Reserved Cop...
