You used to care
You used to love,
But all was snare
Said you are tired
Mornings 'were' sweet
Now but screams
We used to dream,
Before you didn't believe
You gave me hope
Now you offer me pain
That bracelet you bought,
I throw it away
We used to laugh
But that was long ago
Now I cry
Because that's left to know
Your soul speaks none
As your heart died
The person I've known
Gave up the fight
Memories of the blissful Summer
Faded last cold December
Together with my remnants for her,
My mother.
April 16, 2015
My Room
YOU ARE READING
In memory of...
PoetryPoems of the fallen and for the blissfully broken. Dedicated to all hopeless that were once happy of hoping. May we all sit back and devour these words and rhymes as we once again reminisce our fortunate unfortunateness. I solemnly pray we all share...
