Heinous, that heart was
Entering my soul;
Arousing pleasures
Rite, sacred, divine...
Treachery traits of yours
Beseeched,
Rupturing my heart
On satin sheets.
Keeled, tears drifting slow
Ending, you chose...
Never I saw; you...forsake...me...
~ © Copyright Ozlem Yikici 21.02.2013
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#Worldsapart #FridayFun Artist, Writer, Poet -above all a humanbeing trying to find a way in this world by keeping to morals values and ethics as a guide to do good. YA writer & author of a selection of short stories, flash fictions, poems & blog articles. I'm here to share my work & cascading thoughts, be it through blogs or comments on posts you share. I blog at http://www.yikici.co.uk/recent-news I'm contactable through: Twitter: ozlemyikici kik: doodllz my imagery can be sighted here: Instagram: yikici and on my blog http://www.yikici.co.uk wattpad: yikici
Had it all I thought, your love, your heart, until Everything was ripped Apart. Rejected, dumped and Thrown away, Broken now, that's how I'll stay.
#acrostic Love the way you smile. Only you can laugh that way. Various jokes that you make, Every now and then, brighten my day. Away for so long.
Face plant. Into a brick wall. Too many emotions. Tears come as I fall. Trust. Happiness. Finally true. Then you pulled this. After being pelted. With rocks and bullets. I still trudged on.
You broke my heart. You thought you were smart,. I fell for your lies,. The truth in your eyes. You dreaded me to tears. You brought my fears. Mascara trickling down. With a little frown.
Just a lie. You are a lie. That I believe. I'm crying. Your lying. I'm lying. Just dying. Pain hurts me so. My answer. will always be no. It might happen again. Giving me pain. I feel the pain.
The truth is all I need to set me free. But the truth is one thing you won't give to me. We parted so sudden without warning or reason. You gave me fake sentiments. which I'll never believe in.
Promised to not let you get beneath my skin. Broke my promise. Said you would be there forever. Broke your promise. I guess speaking from your heart is an art, something not widely acquired.
I wanted every day to be special with you,. So I gave you my heart and trust too,. But this one broken promise,. Made me think you weren't truly honest,. You played with my heart,.
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