Swan diving in my descent.
Through this hole of sole regrets.
Anger fire engine red.
Aggravated by affair
and the scars of verbal thread.
How could I have been so blind,
that I couldn't see in front of me?
So many days of quiet time
like living in a library.
I should have watered the suspicions
that took root inside my heart.
Perhaps, I would've avoided these incisions
that tore my trust apart.
into wide open doors.
inside your reservoirs.
Leaving the truest love you've known
to find a brand new home.
Now I face my pain,
and slow dance to this romance
on my own.
Just another washed up life .
Paranoid of new love's find.
No one understands why a million tears are dropping
down the shadows of a sad man's face
that all love has forgotten.
Because of what you said !
Because of what you said!
I go on living in this nightmare with
my anger fire engine red..
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About being nieve and blind to the fact that another person was meddling in your relationship. Yet, these suspicions were ignored because everything you believed were thought to be assumptions. It's about trusting your gut. It's a piece of writing that inflicts anger and rage due to the misconception of your own trust.