My eyes closed on that night air
Tears dried down my face
I had to get away from all the agony
My phone I had chucked to the back of a drawer
All I could do was think of what I’d done
But it’s the past now
I was your mystery and you didn’t solve me
All you did was make me feel worse
Ready to go against the world for you
I feel like a fool now though
I wasn’t the only one who heard those words
Sick to my core I snatch up a needle
Blood oozes from my now new friends
The scars of which will be a remembrance
I let my self get dragged into a false saviour
I can feel my ice heart shatter and loose itself
Food I had not eaten tries to escape my throat
Anger and curses swim my head
But not at you, no, never at you
Even though my heart is broken it is not numb
Everything you put me though but
False white knight, you pulled me in
Here’s the catch, I still love you
But will I admit it again? No.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem