Turning

Noah Malice

This love has turned black
Like a cancer in my heart
I can't feel my fingertips
I think I'm seeing stars

 

This love has turned blue
I'm swallowed in the sea
Drifting away from you
Already miles away from me

 

This love has turned cold
The fire has long gone now
Burned me and left a hole
I'm still smoking somehow

 

This love has turned out
To not be love at all
It was more like obsession
It was more like a fall

  • Author: Noah Malice (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 29th, 2019 23:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: I can't wait until I can finally stop writing these stupid poems about her.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 35
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