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Feb 2016
Maybe I died.
Maybe my heart couldn't take it.

What if I died?
When you left me for him?
Maybe I'm dead

I may be laying
Two feet under ground
While you lay in bed
Next to him.

What if it killed me?
And my heart gave up
Like you gave me up.

So this is hell?
It must be
Maybe I'm a ghost.

And I'm not haunted by memories
Maybe I haunt them

Was I that bad?
Is this the purgatory?
Did you mourned my death?

Are you even aware that I'm dead?

Maybe I died
Poisoned with kisses
Scorched by your touch
Shot with promises
J Valle
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J Valle
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