I love thee like a summers day
like the night.
Darkening on my soul;
sometimes light.
Every word
cuts me in some way,
Pierces through my skin
where it lay.
Every lie.
Too weak to say goodbye.
Goodbye? But what if it
wasn’t good?
What if every breath
was a sigh?
A sign:
it was time.
T’was ignored,
but why?
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Author:
Pepsglasses (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 2nd, 2018 18:16
- Comment from author about the poem: This poems about a friend who always seems to find a way to hurt me. However, for some reason I always stay.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Your writing is very captivating here. I hope you find a good solution to this situation. Your words make me feel. Thanks for writing.
Kindest Regards,
A.H. Browning
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