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Aug 2023
They say you cannot be a prisoner of your own past
But mine became a habit that last
I remember when you called me mine
Asked me if I was doing fine?

I bought a couple ring for us
I remember those times we had, I missed us
I still hope one day you will remember me
You will talk to me and apologize to me

I was handcuffed by your presence
You seem tormenting me
It all made no sense
You keep haunting me

But you lied to me, you used me
Fooled me many times
You have committed a crime
You broke my heart

You broke my heart apart
You tore us apart
But I still am hoping for you to come back
To come back home to me, to come back

Now I am still here, here, waiting for you
Dancing on my own with the ghost of you
Reminiscing of our glorious past
Leaving me all alone miserable in the past

I still am, caught in the glimpse of us
Thought Iā€™d die for you, for us
yndnmncnll
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yndnmncnll  24/F/Philippines
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