I
hate thorns
The
betrayal of love.
Hope
like that of a dove.
Thorns
tear at my leg
My
feet sag,
Legs
burned
it
what loved earned
For
me to see
That
once he loved me
Does
he… he loved me
Oh
oui!
My
heart bleeds
Voice
gone out can’t speak
I’m
crying out to you
For
help you can’t
Hear
me that am not
My
fault.
I
feel a thorn
Now
inside my side
I
want to die
He
shot me in the eye.
My
eye bleeds
Stomache
failed
Puking
sounds
Like
an injured whale
He
failed.
My
love in two
How
could he
Nothing
will be the same.
He’s
at the lines
And
the ropes
Just
when I was
about
to cope.
I
cried in a restaurant today
It
seems like theres no way
I’ve
been strong for too long.
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