i'll carve my truest thoughts into the wall
tonight with hope that you will hear my plea
the clock once told me one day i would fall
yet never whispered how i'd not be free
the pain i feel invites my heart to break
the winter snow drifts beauty for awhile
although i have nowhere to go, i'll make
the best of this in thinking of your smile
there is a scythe that hides within the wind
it holds your voice and tells me you don't care
oh i apologize for how i sinned
i never meant to bring you such despair
you tossed me to the streets with no remorse
and cried how you could do with a divorce
you tossed me to the streets with no remorse
and cried how you could do with a divorce
Author Notes: This piece is not autobiographical.
Labels:
Sadness,
Separation,
Sin,
Sonnet,
Sorrow
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