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Jun 2017
I hope it was not my fault
The wound was deep yet I poured salt
I think I made it worse
So shut me out and close those doors

You may think that I am such a fool
That I am a stupid tool
For even thinking about all these
So just end this

That is not what I truly wish for
My heart will turn sore
The pain just gets too much to bare
But this is rare

I will put up a strong facade for you
Though I wanna be true
Hide all the monsters that I despise
Never let them rise

I will spare you all the gore details
All the crazy tales
They will only scare you away from me
So, let's leave it be

Pale chapped lips and hollow eyes
The mouth release lies
Weak shaky hands reaches for mine
I might lose my mind

I hate the look on your once perfect face
They only count the days
But it is the memories that I will treasure
I'll miss them I'm sure

Just hold my hand for the time being
On your finger is a ring
A promise from me to you for all eternity
A symbol of our destiny

Our time together has come to an end
No more time to spend
So now I bid you farewell for this is it
The finish line of everything.
Written by
Mara Maxine De Leon  18/Bigender
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