The days you leave
My heart that sinks.
Your back that turns.
The tears that leak.
The silent that speaks.
The truth it reeks.
Behind the darkness.
Nothing to be seen.
There is no end.
This endless cycle.
You walking off.
And me following behind.
I see the truth.
I see the lies.
I see you have
No thought of me in mind.
So here I stand,
You walking off.
And I stay.
Just another speck of dust.
You have won.
I am now gone.
You can't play games.
Without my piece.
Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 6:49 PM UTC
The days you leave
My heart that sinks.
Your back that turns.
The tears that leak.
The silent that speaks.
The truth it reeks.
Behind the darkness.
Nothing to be seen.
There is no end.
This endless cycle.
You walking off.
And me following behind.
I see the truth.
I see the lies.
I see you have
No thought of me in mind.
So here I stand,
You walking off.
And I stay.
Just another speck of dust.
You have won.
I am now gone.
You can't play games.
Without my piece.
