raymond Sebastián Pulido

A series of short poems that tell different stories and experiences of love. experiences of love, each poem has three specific words on which it was built. on which it was built. They may be the may be the worst words in the world, but I will write them in my heart anyway. I will write them in my heart.


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Word / World / Worse

She claimed to be bad with words, but I'm worse.

Let's play Russian roulette with the mp3,

let's see if there's a song that kills me.

No matter which one I play, they all remind me of her.

Lover of suicide phrases, this time there were two,

"I only feel this way with you" and "together forever".

Which one will be the worst, which one hurts better?

I have a couple of letters in my pocket and a broken heart,

I think I'll burn them today, but that's what I said yesterday.

Maybe I'll keep them, in case you want to come back.

They say pain is inspiration,

I'll rip my guts out to get the best out of it.

Just three words were enough to mark me,

I don't know why I say them without feeling them.


Words are all I have, all I worked for.

These may be the worst words in the world,

but I'll write them in my heart anyway.


My eyes are dry and I think I'm okay,

until I see the rain fall on the paper.

My mind clings to the words that were said,

I'm trapped in this prison fading away.

I draw you every night on the paper,

next to the letters you left me,

but I don't remember what your face looked like.

There's an inferno roaring in my head

and silence reigns in my heart.

I'm becoming what I hate the most,

I want to change, but it's too late.

I'm digging my own grave,

because I know there'll be someone to save me.

In my will there are only three words written,

they were words that once gave me life.


Words are all I have, all I worked for.

These may be the worst words in the world,

but I'll write them in my heart anyway.


Giving away romantic phrases like flowers,

renting hearts for a pair of lovers.

Write a love letter, then burn it.

They say the pain will go away, time heals everything.

There's an antidote for everything, except me.

I'm a young lover of fury,

if they only knew how much misery loves me.

Thank you, thank you for the memories,

they may not all have been good,

but some have become my light.

I may forget them tomorrow,

so I'll write them down in my notebook.

I'll sum them up in just three words,

the most clichéd in the whole world.


Words are all I have, all I worked for.

These may be the worst words in the world,

but I'll write them in my heart anyway.


I wish that I could make things right

but mistakes made me what you see.

They say that in my bed there are no dreams

I'm burning inside this hell in my head

I wrote my will with ashes from a heart

My eyes walk over the old yellow pages

of an old notebook with pink covers,

trying to see through grammatical errors,

trying to understand these strange symbols.

Hearts over the "i's" and an illegible signature,

These are all the heullas left by his fingers,

and of all this I only have three words left.

Just three words were enough to kill me,

I say them and the rain falls from my eyes.


Words are all I have, all I worked for.

These may be the worst words in the world,

but anyway, I'll write them in my heart.

"I love you", "I'll come back for you", "together forever",

there were so many lies he told, I don't remember anymore.

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