Lately been loved and left.
Been lied to and lost.
Been cheated on
And worse, forgotten.
Feeling feels,
To which I shouldn't be feeling.
Should I break the seal
Plastered between my lips?
I want to cry no more,
I'm tired of being exhausted,
For I'm fully aware of my emptiness.
Too blank to even draw you closer.
Can I claim back the lost smile
On my lips?
Can I take back the love that I've given?
I choose to reboot my memory!
YOU ARE READING
Portraits of her heart
PoetryTo all poet enthusiasts, well this is for you. This lovely book is a third person narrative, and yes it's full of poetry whereby you find romance, somber, melancholy, hurt, ecstasy, love, affection, fondness, remorse and a whole lot more. So please...
