My own heart had problems figuring this out
I was not sure what you felt and it scared me
I needed to understand why you seemed to care
I need to know when you'll suddenly stop being there
With the pattern that's been set, I give you a month
Maybe if I'm lucky, I'll get a year from you
But all of the others left me in my time of need
So if you're going to leave too, go ahead and ruin me
I'm already in a state of fear and loathing
So go ahead, take the last shred of hope I have
I don't write love poems for reasons such as this
It would be so easy to destroy me with a simple kiss
I hope you know this does not mean I hate you
Or that I want you to go away
It just means that you need to prove to me
That you're actually willing to stay
YOU ARE READING
Silent Screams
PoetryPoems I wrote myself. All of them are original. (Can be triggering.)
