Every word of yours
ripped her heart
deeper than any knife
scarred her emotions
darker than any blade.
Not even in the end
did you realise that
every actions of yours
gradually washed her joy away.
Her body lays still,
her eyes stare nowhere,
but not even now do you
realise your mistake.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Poetry
PoesíaThis is similar to the one I wrote previously. You can can call it a sequel if you want. There is all dark poetry but this book also has some motivational and inspirational poems. There is not as much media in this as much as the previous one.
