Every Box Was Empty
I never told you goodbye...
I just walked away,
when the pain got too deep...
I didn't give myself time to cry...
So now,
I weep...
With every lie,
the pain got a little bit sweeter...
With every tear,
the knife plunged a little bit deeper...
With every promise,
the gap got a little bit wider...
I waded in the black waters,
wondering when they would get
whiter...
I carried every promise you gave,
in a box upon
my shoulders...
I carried them for nothing...
-- Every box was empty...
-- Jessika
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem when my boyfriend and I broke up. I had so much faith in the all the promises he made to me... And not only did he break every promise he made, he broke my heart....
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