Why?

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After months your actions still hurt
I still see the healing scars
Yet I'm haunted mentally
Limiting my future actions
Creating repulsive thoughts

I'm drowning and I'm letting you
My head is blurry
My thoughts are poison
My lungs are shattered
You shattered me
Ruined me
Killed a part of me

I remember when everything was good
When our friendship was based off personally
Instead of petty poison
I hope one day, you'll grow up
Instead of letting dead trees burn

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