#WritcoPoemPrompt54
I feel my heart is wrenching and ask myself is it all worth it? The pain... the crying... the anguish... the fighting the late nights your gone and you show no love at all i wish you love me still but the love you have is for a blue pill. we dont hug or kiss or show no love or sleep in the same bed your heart has been dead but my hurt still feels every pain like a poke to my soul this pain is so bad that i wished i never knew love and my love still grows as yours has gone thats why you treat me like someone you hate i wish u love me but i think its to late
© Betty miller