Memories of King Ghidorah

Nights and nights I prophesied the fate of us
Has lead to decline

Depressent transgressants
Walk and talk in vain
In the shame of their own heart for the sake of their own thoughts

Never would I have known the price in sales within details were blurry from the start

As the guilt trips never stopped and communication beneath your feet

Now I suppose we end this "destiny"

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Very strong use of words. You made the situation come alive with good description. I like how you led the reader to the word "Destiny". Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Matching Socks]

Hello my friend!! Good to see you again. :)

Sad this one, all those trips and insecurities will kill what could otherwise be a beautiful relationship.
This was short and sweet, but you made your point.