You fell under his embrace
a long time ago,
trusted his words
and his fake love.
Shouts came,
hits,
never ending fear
impossible to deal with.
Bruised face,
broken soul.
You should know it's time
to let him go.
'Cause although you wished so,
that isn't love.
Nov 27, 2019
Nov 27, 2019 at 12:30 PM UTC
You fell under his embrace
a long time ago,
trusted his words
and his fake love.
Shouts came,
hits,
never ending fear
impossible to deal with.
Bruised face,
broken soul.
You should know it's time
to let him go.
'Cause although you wished so,
that isn't love.
I feel that something is missing but anyway t's my first english "poem" (actually it's my first poem ever) so please don't be so hard on me.
I accept constructive criticism!