break up poem (Remove filter)
And why?
And why are you still in my head?
In my chest,
In my soul?
Engulfed by disdain, disgust and love.
And I am so lone.
In the middle of Oxford Street crowds
I want your advice that never helped
I want your forehead kisses that I rejected.
Longing for you on dark silent nights.
To debate: am I ever truly alone?
Or does your phantomlike presence ignite and guide...
Tuesday 16th November 2021 10:41 pm
HOLLOW VOWS
HOLLOW VOWS
smell her
perfume
all over
you
down the aisle
we walked
was just
pillow talk
called me
a princess
but your
kiss
was
poisonous
wide
awake
sleep
dissipates
only a
dream
not true
it seems
pulled back
wedding veil
nothing but
a fairy tale
a prince
i don't need
already a
queen
rather be
alone
than share
my throne
not looking
to be dazzled
or live in
a...
Wednesday 17th April 2019 10:33 am
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