Short Lifetime.


My body is too small for my heart,
I've been told too many times by people
I have utterly loved and hated
for more than a decade.

You kept loving me like a horrific comedy,
as if I lacked of mental stability:

My heart grow each day
and only for you I'm falling apart;
Spreading my legs to show
a bit more intimacy,
sighing your name for
your naked empathy.

You kept watering my heart with unique compliments
and silent promises:

There is no space left it could take,
you needed to find another way;
shattering my soul and taking my life,
was it all really justified?

My heart is too big for my body,
I've been told too many times by people
who have used and abused me
throughout my short lifetime.

By Ilayda L. Sertel

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