She knew how he was,
She knew he would leave.
She know he was going to break her heart,
His web she waited for him to weave…
She gave him love,
She loved in vain!
He played her like a toy,
And left her draped in pain…
She raised her head,
She raised and prayed,
She called for angles,
She cried and swayed!
She knew this game,
She knew it well,
And within her sorrow’s flame,
She wished him to hell!
He had no right,
He had no reason,
To rid herself from him,
Her way out was pure treason!
She turned her head,
She leaned on someone new,
The guilt feeding on her soul,
When cradled by his dew!
She felt captive,
She felt captive to his grip!
As his memories slowly held her tight,
And pushed her into loss’s thrones dip by dip!
She wished her life to end,
She wished it every night before she lay asleep…
Out of this cycle she wanted to be,
Out of the oceans in love she was drowning so deep!
5 comments:
Which one motivate you more, Pain Or Joy?
Anonymous: Both extreme states of joy and pain motivate me!
ooooooooooh nice one :))))
ye7'reb beyte elly yeza3alek ya berooooooo
i dnt know what to say, but deep down i had this feeling ur talking about me , well done beirut lovely one really specially "Out of the oceans in love she was drowning so deep" and she knew his Game thats the problem
"She knew how he was,
She knew he would leave.
She knew he was going to break her heart,
His web she waited for him to weave…"
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Perfetto Bero...soo true... liked the poem so dear..kee[ writing plzzzzzzzzzzzz.:)
Have a great day...
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