12-24-2017, 02:35 PM
She
She was the reason
for my jealous ways.
She was the reason
for my awestruck gaze.
In the end that all faded
Away.
Far from anything
memorable.
Only separable.
Maybe it was just a first?
Until it became a Second,
Third,
Fourth.
Is it still considered pain
when hurt is everyday?
What draws the dagger line
of a staggered mind,
Never again the same
after
the oxygen left my brain.
What I could have been.
What I should have been.
Excuses are all I'm left with
inside this scarred mind She left Me with.
She was the reason
for my jealous ways.
She was the reason
for my awestruck gaze.
In the end that all faded
Away.
Far from anything
memorable.
Only separable.
Maybe it was just a first?
Until it became a Second,
Third,
Fourth.
Is it still considered pain
when hurt is everyday?
What draws the dagger line
of a staggered mind,
Never again the same
after
the oxygen left my brain.
What I could have been.
What I should have been.
Excuses are all I'm left with
inside this scarred mind She left Me with.