Saboteur

Mimie

My dear old heart, today I mourn the death of your senses 

Like a hungry infant who blindly sucks on a nipple

Yet again I have ignorantly believed each word you say 

My own saboteur, committing suicide again

The difference is this time around am not living a note behind 

My first death, I explained the reason for my self-execution 

But this time around I want to disappear, love loudly, and murder myself with another heartbreak 

This time though I feel like, at least I made a breakthrough 

It won't be a futile death but one that brings hope to another

As I melt yet another layer of their dark heart

I will be the light at the end of the tunnel 

Their saving grace, an angel who commits suicide 

Surely I have fallen for the devil 

 

 

  • Author: Mimie (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 7th, 2021 09:56
  • Comment from author about the poem: Giving him one last time although I know am entering the lion's den
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 18
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