you write poems
about lost love,
broken hearts,
and failed redemption.
you write tragedies
about lonely nights,
crying minds,
and bleeding gashes of regret.
you write monologues
about voiceless mouths,
venomous words,
and inevitable decay.
you write autobiographies
about faded dreams,
unheard whispers,
and vanishing memories.
you write
about what once was.
and i do, too.
*though i doubt your poems are about me
like mine are about you.*
(a.m.)
Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 10:59 PM UTC
you write poems
about lost love,
broken hearts,
and failed redemption.
you write tragedies
about lonely nights,
crying minds,
and bleeding gashes of regret.
you write monologues
about voiceless mouths,
venomous words,
and inevitable decay.
you write autobiographies
about faded dreams,
unheard whispers,
and vanishing memories.
you write
about what once was.
and i do, too.
*though i doubt your poems are about me
like mine are about you.*
(a.m.)
idk.
