The burden that breaks this back
is the weight of letting you down,
having lost your way,
having seen you drown.
You were the bright sky turned cloudy,
as I took shelter from your rain.
Your tears had filled oceans
and I cowered from your pain.
Now my heart hangs as heavy
as the world upon my shoulders.
Punishment fitting for the one
who stole, held, and broke hers.
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 10:56 PM UTC
The burden that breaks this back
is the weight of letting you down,
having lost your way,
having seen you drown.
You were the bright sky turned cloudy,
as I took shelter from your rain.
Your tears had filled oceans
and I cowered from your pain.
Now my heart hangs as heavy
as the world upon my shoulders.
Punishment fitting for the one
who stole, held, and broke hers.
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