Do Not Revive Poem by Amanda Michelle

Lifeless imprisonment,
Trapped inside love.
A man’s sharp fist,
Was made use of.

He’d bring down the moon,
But never the stars.
His unfulfilled promises,
More painful than scars.

His beauty had only ran skin deep,
Underneath the surface,
His heart did weep.

For he was not who he said he was,
He never did what he says he does.

His heart only beats,
To the rhythm of chains.
Immaturity flourishes,
Deep in his veins.
Although my heart beats,
I am barely alive,
I admit to defeat…

Do not revive.