Him Poem by Kristinahh KIMBER

Him



Why is it he who makes me cry
as if not feeling a voice
his is mine as mine is not his
so tears shouldnt fall
i loved him with this heart
its gone now in a hole,
left in the skin that used to be mine
but now is his
for no more tears can make it shake
and no more touch can make it sting
only his, only his, only his

why is it he who has locked my memories
in a box for none to see
hes in them, i am not in his
so they shouldnt be in his head
i gave him my everything
its gone now, in a whole
left in the skin that used to be mine
but now is his
for no more beats can mend this heart
and no more love can make it better
only his, only his, only his

why is it he who makes me breathless
as if i never learnt to breathe
i caught his breath, he lost mine
so where could mine of gone?
just look at me the next time you cry
because im stuck now in a hole
left in the skin that used to be mine
but now is his, and only his
for without him i die
no more breathe left to breathe
only his, only his, only his

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success