Poem: Unwind {being a minimalist}

Some truths were left unsaid

and some lies were buried in hell

I no longer worshipped him

or his love with enveloped spell

I already gave the half of me

and half was a built in mess

But you still killed that part of

the part that was the best

What would you do

If you were me?

Would you break the dreams you see?

Or would you bear the ache in

heart

with tears inside like a trembling

art ?

Credits:

Poets Cafe