We were fine a while ago
Laughing and talking as usual
But I found out that it was just a show
And that you weren't really my palI looked through your phone
Even though I shouldn't have
And found something I should have known
And now my heart is breaking in halfI found out you were fake
Just another snake
Slithering in my life
Now soon we're going to have a strifeHow could you do this?
Now I'm slowly falling into the abyss
No idea when I'm going to crash down
Or if you'll even frownI wonder how we'll be tomorrow
Or if we'll even talk
Will we have a row?
Or will we just gawk?Did you even love me?
Or did you just want things for free
But even so I'm telling you now
That this is the end of your show so bow
YOU ARE READING
Literature
PoetryPoetry is what happens When your mind stops working, And for a moment, all you do is feel.