• devinspina 6w

    To the grave

    To unsew the stitches that hold these elder wounds alright,
    To undo all the trust, and attempt to make it right,
    Is to deny me the glory of the fight,

    To do what is dark to me in the light for me to see,
    To set yourself free,
    To be, only you that you save,
    Is to disregard all the love and effort i gave,

    To remind me of the way i used to behave,
    To try and justify every ripple in each wave you send,
    Is to shove me closer to the end,

    To push me my freind,

    Is to drive me into my grave.

    ©romeolasixx (Devin P. Spina)