Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2017
I live in my heart,
Where the walls are ruptured,
Rend by my thoughts of her words,
It bleeds with every beat,
It hurts every second torture every minute,
The atmosphere either red,green or blue,
It's all 3 when I'm seeing you,
Don't come close my dear,
For my heart would beat faster,
Such pain impossible to endure,
And your words,it never cure,
Now I know your love hurts for sure,
Yet I don't know what I keep my heart open for,
And I'm not sure why I'm still waiting for you to slam open my bedroom door.
could it be unhealthy?
Solomon
Written by
Solomon  24/M/Malaysia
(24/M/Malaysia)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems