Bent - Poem by Diem Enjee
How do you say to your lover and friend
that your love has come to an end?
That there’s no hope to continue,
because the struggle within you
has broken what just couldn’t bend?
What do you say
when love has withered away,
and now all that’s left is a shell?
And you can’t just break free,
your mind throws your heart into Hell.
Because it’s not right to just go,
or to put on a show,
but you’d hate to cause someone to cry.
Your heart is in pieces,
thoughts and love both show creases,
and now all you can say is the lie….“I love you”.
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