Broken. Gone. Alive.

 

Too many nights

Have we sat by this broken world

Waiting for change of defeat

Too many days

Have I nurtured the unbearable

Wounds you have made for us

To many hours

Have I spent catching tears

In the palm of my hands

Too many times

Have we tried to fix you

While you kill me softly again

Too many months

Have we wasted of our time

Trying to love a lost ideal

So we cannot wait

So we will not wait

For you change yourself

And you will be left for the

Nightmare you created

And you will be left for the

Conclusion of your memories

Where you will never be mine

  

 

Reviews

[deeps]

I like this i can feel the heartstrings being tugged.
Such an emotional write here.

[..R.I.P..]

This is precious. I loved this poem. Truely captures how broken relationships look from the inside-out. Keep up the good work.