Just Flee~a poem

Called you at 6 a.m

Knew you would be in bed by then

I can’t write a letter in pen

In fear of smearing it with tears

I’m sorry for the things I’ve said

I’m sorry I trusted you like I did

I should have known you for a squid

A squid you were A squid you are

You squirted me with fatal words

Broke my heart like a dying bird

I’m sorry I took this broken path

I’m sorry I went with you

I’m sorry you cried too.

When we pass on the street

When you see me at the store

Don’t remember what I said before

Turn around and walk away

Don’t even look at me

Just flee

I called you at 6 a.m

Knew you would be in bed by then

I can’t write a letter with a pen

in fear of smearing it with tears

        

Tagged as: Poem, writing