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Miki May 2015
Just like the seasons you became colder with time
The boy who used to be filled with warmth was now an icy block of self loathing
and I couldn't bare the biting way you looked at me when I said I didn't love you back
I made you cold and stole your warmth
I'm sorry
and if you were to **** me I would not blame you
I can only blame myself
And if your life were to end by your own hand
I would feel soaked in your blood
because I was to blame for your death
and I'm sorry
There are so many words in my head
and some just aren't enough
This is old poem #1. Im uploading some poems from... a while back. over a year at least. This one was about something I always held over my own head
Miki May 2015
Can you bruise my lips instead of my mind?
Miki May 2015
that's all you make me do
I'm either scared
or angry
or moaning
but
I don't like
any of them
if im being honest
im beginning to think that the only time
im interesting
is when im begging for more
Miki May 2015
I wouldn't want to be around me either
I'm miserable company
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