The Show Must Go On
You left me alone, crying with a headache and an unbearable pain in my stomach.
For days, only you were on my mind, it's what I regret.
I came to the realization how much you destroyed.
You left me on the floor, with no more than the memories we had together.
I gave you my all, but you threw it away, scarred me pained, things were never the same.
I had to pick myself up, I stood up, wiped the tears, and dragged myself to move forward.
Because I am the heroine and the show must go on.
👁 1💬 1
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (1)
Log in to leave a comment.