"His Name Is..."

Writings From The Unknown13

when i write about you im lost for words,

and no, its not about the good,

the words im trying to explain,

the words that are left unsaid,

its all about the speechless pain in my heart,

and the breathless pain in my chest,

but im used to it

i no longer expect things to end without getting my heart ripped out,

and my tears run like blood

my pain hurts so much that its numb

i lose strength in my legs,

and i get weak in my arms,

and it gets harder and harder to breath

people ask me, who is it?

"his name is..."

and i fall to the ground

whats his name?

"his name is..."

and my scars start to bleed

who?

"his name is..."

and i choke on my words

whats his name? 

"his name is..."

and i feel numb

who hurt you?

"his name is..."

and i start to scream bloody murder

who did this to you?

"his name is..."

and the flames keep burning and burning, bigger and brighter

who broke you?

"his name is..."

and im stabbed in the heart

who did this to you?

"his name is..."

and i get my throat cut

who broke your heart?

"his name is..."

and i only have one breath left...

"his name is..."

 

  • Author: Writings From The Unknown13 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 5th, 2017 09:01
  • Comment from author about the poem: the point of this is that you never find out his name in time
  • Category: Gothic
  • Views: 66
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