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Jan 2015
I'm young.
I'm unafraid.
I don't keep things to myself.

I let myself fall.
I let myself be cheated
by your enchanting words.

And your sweet eyes that flicker
with the death reflection of love.
You never loved me.
Never loved anyone but you.

I was young and didn't know.
What a fool I was making of myself.
I believed everything you said.

And now I'm here.
And the only remains of you are a broken heart and glistening tears in my eyes.

Cause you destroyed me.
You destroyed my definition of love.
I can never trust again.
And that's thank to the same man that made me sin happily and then go to hell.

And here I am still.
Blaming everyone but myself.
I didn't choose well
and ended up just as everyone else.

*Fallen to pieces.
All he ever did was wreck me haha.
Mile Conde
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Mile Conde  Buenos Aires
(Buenos Aires)   
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