Lost is my hope
Hidden beneath layers of peeling skin
And the mess I have become.
It is no longer visible
In my hollow eyes
And quivering smiles
It longs for your arrival
The only one who never lied.
Your entire soul enraptured me
From the time we first met
To the final farewells.
Will you ever return
To my ruptured heart?
It has been beaten and bruised
Without you protecting it.
Perhaps all I need
Is for you to come back
And my hope will be restored
Once more.
YOU ARE READING
Pretty In Yellow
PoetryA bundle of poems that explore the tainted world of yellow that is my mind. I hope you can feel the emotions of despair, desire and delight I try to express through my words of poetry. "You are dripping in luminosity, The very definition of yellow."...
