Words

Stop writing.
Stop the meaningless words.
The sorry, I didn’t mean too,
The I still love you’s weighted with regret.

Burn your words.
The stained paper and spoilt ink.
Written in tearful haste.

Sticks and stones
but words….
Words..

Written but I still hear your voice.
With every letter formed I see your lips.
Your hand making promises your heart couldn’t keep.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s