I hope you hurt,
I hope you see...
Masterpiece of affliction wounds imagination,
vendetta speaks for itself all over again...
I'm suddenly weakened by your presence
And my anger turns to hurt...
One cut,
To help endure this pain...
A little gasp escapes my lips
as the green-yellow grass touches my fingertips...
This poem is based on this picture...
Please follow the link first. Btw- written for a...
She felt it in her throat,
She felt it in her heart...
I love you and I can't forget you
You are my life and everything...
I kept asking you what is wrong
And every time you said "nothing"...
Why did you leave me
Without telling me the reason...
She hid behind a plastic smile,
Though tears welled in her eyes...
Lonely and hurt,
Broken I remain...