Ice

Used

Of all the things I thought I wanted you wouldn’t have been my first option 

When asked if I regretted anything walking away shouldn’t have been one of them

Of all the things I’ve lost, you shouldn’t be the one I want to keep

 

But there you are, there you always are

In the back of my head, poking at my already fragile mind, chipping away my sanity as if it were ice

Haunting me till the day I die

 

But oh silly mind, oh you silly foolish mind

To believe he’d ever come back now

  • Author: Used (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 10th, 2018 00:11
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 20
  • Users favorite of this poem: Lorna
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  • Lorna

    Really enjoyed this one especially the last two lines ........ did you mean at the back of my Head (not hard?)

    • Used

      Yes sorry I thought I fixed that



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