You enticed me you convinced me
That it all would be okay
And with your clinging tendrils I'd
Assumed it would someday
I prayed and I begged
And I pleaded through my tears
That I would have more time with her
Not just twelve measly years
You were cruel in your inaction
When I gave you all that I had
You feel nothing while I mourn
Nigh—you ponder why I'm sad
You act as if you are enough
Like your presence is a gift
But if you'd never come at all
Then there'd be no aching rift
I detest you, I despise you
Cause you dragged me by your rope
Now I'm hanging by a thread
And it's all of your fault Hope
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Poems to Leave Streaks of Ink
PoetryAnd I'd rage at the monsters, But that's the task of fools, Who cannot bring themselves to know, Monsters are humans' tools... I write poems like this, just usually longer...feel free to give some of them a read:)
