A Disaster

You've left a disaster

It was on my bed

on my hair

on my heart.

It was bleeding everywhere.

You left me...

and loneliness has never felt so bad

and tears were never poured too much.

I've learned

to live along with this disaster

to go away from my own shelter.

I left myself

because it was okay

because I didn't want to care.

And now I have to say thanks.

And now I live with all of my apologies.

At least I can say I live.

At least I can say I tried.

But there are some ties that you can't break.

There are some things your heart doesn't want to forget.

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