Hurt
The tears ive cried
knowing that i have lied
to you i should have never
the pan i have to take forever
The guilt i would gain
to know i caused you pain
its all my fault
to the future i had sought
now your gone and im alone
to know i wont see a message from u on my phone
how bad i wish i was next
to read that last text
its done now
i take a step back and bow
i am slowly moving forward
i take out my sword
End it fast..
This poem is about:
Me