Broken chains bring clarity
upon whispers of defeat.
Burn your last cigarette and fall
on the ashes designed to burn.
What life wasted loving you hopelessly.
Termination was needed to bring
forth rain to cleanse the tormented soul.
Plaster your wicked lies on the
forgotten wall of hell I lived in daily.
Fatal suffices left behind, brought catastrophe.
Terrorize your heart to forget but I'll
stay longer than you want and it will hurt.
Author notes
sad love poem
A contest entry
- I like to think you love me.. by Coloured Skies.
400 points, ended November 15, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i can't think about what to say here other then i know the feeling more and more each day recently, keep it flowing
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it sucks doesnt it and i cant seem to let go of it so i write
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