Scorned Victims
As if there is no shame
Different victims by the days
You recieve whats been thrown your way
Never ending soul ties
Like a well kept promise, never the same voice
What you thought was chemistry
Turns out to be nothing....
The hurt makes its way to pains noise...
Laughter
Which is the cover for tear drops
For the thrill and after shock
Holding it together while shaking
All the mistakes not worth making
Heart, soon will be braking
You were the bait
Like a creeping grin
Cant resist the rest of the sin
Falling while jumping
bliss with every touch and
Then away it slips
Leaving a trail of a kiss
But then vanishes like it never were there
The love that was made
No knowledge of names
Is a lover scorned
Without a frame
The picture perfect moments erased
And all of the victims were waiting in vain
All to soon find out
That the love they thought was there, now snatched away
Never to let the word 'love' from their lips escape.
*Casual Sex
cathrine ellis
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem