He is laying clumsy like
A corpse.Scars are internal,the bleeding is invisible.
He is hurt,wearing a bandage of pain
That howls deep inside
Like a bear roars,as he shade
A tear.
In the reality,it hit him like a nightmare
His soul sailing still,like a
Titanic underneath his
Skin,miss her swearing
She will never leave,but lies
Were against love.
Innocence on her face,
Like an angel addled his
Mind.As she was his most
Achilles Heel.
He was an epitome of
Her happiness,like no man
Can make her happy.Her
Smile a prevailer of his miserous
Life.Love for her was like
Tons of raindrops.
In the deep end,
Wearing his heart under his
Sleeves,woe be gone on
His closet,only a fake
If he is smiling.
Tears flow like water
In the sink hole,and throat was
A Sahara Desert.Wandering a
World on a pale sight like
A phantom,
Try to amalgamate pieces
Of his heart.
Reflections of my past romantic relationship