It bleeds heavy,
A load I never intended to carry,
I got more worry,
How I wish I never married .
Days hurts ,
Hours makes me bleed,
Minutes of tears never ends,
Second od scary are upon me.
How I wish I never met you ,
It hurts deep,
Cutting deeper than axe,
Blood flowing than a river.
It hurts how I used to type her name,
Building promises with her,
It hurts how she left weirdly,
Only tears runs in askew .
It hurts to say how you sunk our ship,
How you drowned me ,
Betrayal is real,
Sweeties are for babies ,
Wish I never called you.
It hurts to even see you,
It hurts to know your name,
As I wish to curse the day I met you,
How I wish I can reverse days back ,
How I wish ,
But this hurt has overgrown.
#cyra the poet
#dripping pen
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