Literature
Wouldn't go...
Head spinning,
tears falling,
hearts breaking.
I hold on,
I fight,
but for what?
For what?
Bleeding,
screaming,
falling,
holding.
I tried to help,
I let you yell,
I took the pain,
but what for?
What for?
My heart,
it was yours.
You let it go,
it crashed to the floor,
to the floor.
Steel,
it cuts.
Fine lines,
blood drawn.
blood drawn.
"His fault."
"My pain."
"I fall."
"why me?"
Just hold me.
Wipe the tears away.
Tell me you love me.
Tell me you love me.
"I hate you."
"You hurt me."
"How could you?"
"How could you?"
Little white lies.
Cheating.
Forgetting.
Forgiving.
The truth.
It's harsh.
Reality.