I will ruin you.
Not with small words.
Not with the loving looks.
I will ruin you
With my long words
And my broken looks.
You will begin to question
How did it ever start to become this?
I will ruin you
Not with little things
Not with great memories
I will ruin you
With the greatest things
With my worst memories.
You will begin to question
Can my own heart take it anymore?
I dont meant to intentially ruin you
That is who I am
I have the worst memories
I have the greatest memories
I have small words
I have long words
I have broken looks
I have loving looks.
Please don't become upset with me
I am trying to fix myself.
I dont want to intentially ruin you.
One day
You will learn I am not the one
And leave me in the ruins
And you will be happy.
Leaving me with the heartache
I didn't intentially want.
YOU ARE READING
It's an Understatement
PoetryBeginning to end, there is no real story line, there is just an abundance of poems place into one page.
