Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Don't tell me that you love me
Don't say whatever's fake
Don't make stupid promises
That you know will break
Don't say what you think will protect me
You don't get that right to make
Don't lie to me right in my face
Because you know that I will race
To the finish line to find out
The truth and the glory
Of your beloved grave.
Be careful not to tread
In my path of isolation
Don't break the peace around it,
Or it'll be you're face that I will break.
Don't give me empty threats
I just know that your a fake
Come on you sick twat,
Stop thinking that you're Drake.
You ain't no damn Queen
Or glorious throned King
That thinks their
All powerful and great
You are not my knight in shining armour
Try a failure as a role model
Don't feed me lies
Because in the end
I warn you
I will break
Break more than I should've
If you just told me the truth.
And when I break
I swear
I won't let your soul
Breathe any light
Now that this torturous abyss
Is coming to an end
I hope you realise
I'm not what you can mend.
Because I throw more shade
Than the willow tree
Growing on your
Dead, fucking grave.
---
A/N
I'm ending this soon.
YOU ARE READING
➵ Midnight Thoughts | ✔︎
PoetryRandom, collated thoughts put to paper through emotion and expressions, and a mind that works it's flow. Love, Lillian x x Disclaimer: this is purely my own work. if my lines seem similar to other poems, this is purely coincidental. some poems/boo...
