#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone
Reminiscing the past, days that were better than today,
Searching for myself, after you broke me,
Picking the pieces together, and pulling myself back up,
Trying to break through from the cell you left me in,
How cold it is here, with nothing but darkness to face,
and long memories keeping me entertained,
Memories that bring me pain, that breaks me all over again,
We were...