Moving on
Pain and disappointment Fueled by jealousy They eat me up Make me lose sleep Make me wonder Was any of it my fault? Can I forgive? Can I forget? More than anything I just wish Closure or not To move on I want to die my hair red Get a tattoo Have a night of reckless abandon But I know Even if I don’t do any of those things Even if I spend my evenings alone I will be fine
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vyampol
I was raised in Russia and moved to the States at the tender age of 16. Been writing poetry since I was 11 years old. It is my favorite way of spending time:)
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