I need you to be honest,
Face to face.
Stand up,
Don't back down,
And really tell me that it's over.
Tell me we're done,
Don't beat around the bush.
Don't assume I already know,
Don't tell me like I'm stupid.
Just tell me the truth.
Everytime we talked,
and everything we've done,
but now you're too far away.
Tell me that it's over
say we're not friends.
Get it over with,
rip off the bandage
don't be nice, be truth.
Stand up,
don't back down,
The least I deserve is the truth.
YOU ARE READING
Seashell in The Sand
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry about my life. The things I go through and the things I witness. Some are happy, some are sad, and some won't make any sense. Sometimes life doesn't either.
