You don�t know

You don�t know You don�t know how you destroyed me You don�t know how I fell You don�t know if I am unforgiven You don�t know if I am alone You don�t know what im feeling You don�t know if im on my last leg You will never know If I find som

You don’t know how you destroyed me

You don’t know how I fell

You don’t know if I am unforgiven 

You don’t know if I am alone

You don’t know what im feeling

 You don’t know if im on my last leg

You will never know

If I find someone again

You are not god

But you’ve been right so far and there’s nothing I can do

 

 

Reviews

[Chaoscaine]

Spacing would be defenately a perk in this case. To seperate the verses signifies a poem rather then a runon sentence. Also, unfortunately, I don't know what your point in your piece is. I hope to understand it, so that it may have more power, but also, it lacks the rhytum and consistance that makes poetry art. This is constructive critizism, I assure you, for I do see a spark of talent in those words. It merely needs to blossom.