I closed
what you opened
I had to close
What you opened
My heart bleeding
Sliced by your lies
My arteries
Cut by your false promises
Blood kept flowing
No attempt made to stop it
I tried not to get hurt
Yet no bandaid ever surfaced
You are nice
So am I
Maybe thats the reason why
I had to die
2 comments:
I am not a poetry guy but when I read it I look for good writing and your post is one of them. Beautifully written, thanks for sharing it with us
Thanks for the kind words @dissertion planet
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