At last, your forgiven
And these poems are written
To hear me out and listen
What hurts me most was hidden
I was driven by force
To run and remorse
It hurts back and fourths
Like marriages end divorce
You occupy my mind
It makes me dumb and blind
Why I'm so tied and inclined
When you make me cry wild
You haven't still replied
You're eaten by your pride
I wasn't surprise but smiled
Not someone worth to find
Thought it's my mistake
For I do make your heart ache
But its just a way to make it shape
But you break its form I make
You deserve someone who you love
Where you truly will to shed your blood
Giving her hug in times of flood
While you treat me like a mud
-shen
YOU ARE READING
The End of Us
PoetryI write these for someone He's special to me and a love one That's all we are, and were done Feelings slowly fades and gone These poetries are left unsaid And I just write it instead ...
