I feel like I'm choking
On nothing but air.
Feel like vomiting,
But nothing to spare.
You'd think I'd be used to this,
But that's not the case.
Think I'd be over this
With nothing to trace.
My knees give out next.
You're not here to catch me.
All this from a text
Saying you've left me.
I thought I could trust you,
But I guess I was wrong.
Nothing left for me to do
Except drift along.
~a poem by Elizabeth Kay on betrayal~
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What's Not Said | ✔
שיריםA book full of poems on things that are just never said. *All photos seen in this book, including the cover, were photos taken by me~ Elizabeth Kay ~using my cellphone*
