·˚ ༘ ➳〔I don't know how else to say it〕 ࿐ ࿔:🖇
And I said "I love you" in the way someone
Would scream for help when all hope is gone,
With raspy voice and despair boiling in my heart,
While my feelings try to tear my lungs apart.
You were so serene, watching like you have won
A grand prize from my heart's vainful marathon...
You laughed at me, tilting your head a little,
Breaking what was already oh so brittle.
"it is not a joke," I mouthed. "love me, please, love me"
My hands are very dirty, I know, I can see,
I don't deserve holding onto you in this way,
Knowing this is the only thing that keeps me away.
YOU ARE READING
Of sweet and sour - poetry book
Poetry...and maybe sometimes words and paper are enough to heal a wounded heart
