27 February
pieces
you left me here
gagged and bound,
and all the memories fell to the ground.
but i don’t care,
there’s no excuse,
i love you for all your abuse.
and i’m not scared,
darkness abound,
though i am lost and can’t be found.
but life’s not fair
so what’s the use?
i’ll just keep hanging on this noose.
you left me there
with pieces around.
what’s left of then sleeps silent now.
© 2009 -t.huynh







