I don't know what to do,
To ease my troubled mind.
I always knew the truth,
And for the truth I go blind.
Why does it not surprise me,
You escaping when I got here.
Why does it not surprise me,
talking love makes you disappear.
I always knew what's beneath,
I can always see right through you.
And What helps me breathe,
hearing lies when knowing the truth.
I let you play your little play,
And act like a fool each time.
Then at night I silently pray,
This time you'll truly be mine.
Darling, you're fooling you only,
cos you kind of suck at lying.
In the end you'll be lonely,
So no point in denying.
YOU ARE READING
Like Broken Arrows
PoetryWe all love, and it's so sweet at first. but nothing lasts forever. and in the end we get heartbroken a collection of poems I've written while being heartbroken. and sometimes I still am. enjoy. i hope you can related. i know you can.
