Addicted
I know that you have no place in my life,
I know....because....I had a place as a wife.
I'm not a whore that you can toss around,
I keep thinking...in...you a soul could be found.
Nothing,
Nothing but games.
Seeking a body to blame!
Knowing your game so well...
this I have to tell...
You have broken down all of my walls,
made my heart...wanting to fall.
My insides ache for you,
My thoughts....
stuck like glue.
None of this is really true,
you are my addiction,
I have to be through.
I'm simple and quiet,
you need drama,
to keep you alive.
I feel,
you don't...
So let me end with this,
my soul....forever
you will miss.
I have to find a way,
get rid of you,
something,
to rid of glue.
poem by JAR Poet
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