DIRTY GAMEA Poem by Evelynne Tionge
I miss you and i so wish i could tell you
But i can not go back to being but a ghost To believing every one of your lies that was true To being in the arms of who i love and loath most I love you but i have to get you out of my heart I grew to be too comfortable in your hell That you hand made with your decietful art While i kept telling the inner me you meant well I could have left before we hit round three But i kept waiting for you to strike out I couldnt have hurt you, never could be me I must have cared too much, no doubt I tripped and had my own round of betrayal But we never could be even in that department Or maybe i was too naive and hid in denial When the pain in your eyes brought no contentment "Love is a dirty game" is an understatement And i cry with dry eyes whenever you come into my mind I shade my last tear when i burried you things in the basement And i swore never to, but im still looking behind © 2013 Evelynne Tionge |
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Added on December 7, 2013 Last Updated on December 7, 2013 AuthorEvelynne TiongeLusaka, Lusaka, ZambiaAboutWriting poetry keeps me sane. It is the blessing from all i have had to endure. more..Writing
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