Why?
Why would you leave me in a dead silence?
*A place where my every demon lies.*
A place with too much room for speculation.
A place where the knife burrows itself ever so close to my heart.
A place where injustices swirl.
A place with no hope to love that girl
I check for a response, to find none.
She reads and then leaves.
It takes two to have a conversation.
It takes two to be in a relationship.
But, hell I guess I'm not the right one.
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 3:46 PM UTC
Why?
Why would you leave me in a dead silence?
*A place where my every demon lies.*
A place with too much room for speculation.
A place where the knife burrows itself ever so close to my heart.
A place where injustices swirl.
A place with no hope to love that girl
I check for a response, to find none.
She reads and then leaves.
It takes two to have a conversation.
It takes two to be in a relationship.
But, hell I guess I'm not the right one.
Hi guys, writing poems always makes the heat of the moment less intense.