Tears wasted
Wrists are bled
For one thought
Inside my head
The only thought
Is this of yew
I need you so
To get me through
Through the life
You left me alone
Plus all the patches to my heart are sown
The last thing
You cared to give
Were the memories
The let me live
In this broken home
My tears fade
A broken heart
(What I seem to bade)
When I met you
I seized to care
You caught me
In yoor cunning snare
I love you so
I need you bad
It was you who
Made me this sad
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I really liked this one..
memories are some of the things that keep us going.
most are good...but in a bad way..cuz you just wish you could go back tothat moment, but you cant, and you lost what you had back then.
*sigh*. yeah it sucks
but great poem.
xxo