Painted Black

When everything that went right
Starts to go left
And every time you breathe
It feels like your last breath
And you can’t tell them anything
You haven’t already said

When it’s midnight
And you try to fight
Their memory in your head
That’s burning so bright
And you can’t help but feel like
You’re already dead

When the pain feels
Like it’s unreal
And it eats at your heart
Like a last meal
And you’re left with a hole
Where your soul should be instead

When you don’t have closure
And it’s over
Yet all you wanna do is hold her
But you can’t because
You’re the cause of all her dread

When the pill is hard to swallow
When everything is painted black
And you realize you can’t follow
And they’re never coming back

© Seductive Poetry


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