The Poision in us is just too much

Everytime I feel itch

I must remember to burn the bridge

I realize that you are not the one

you dont make time for me

no matter how many bills or how busy

we make time for what we love

you dont love me

i dont love you

i have to break away

run down the fire escape

our paradise was fake

always burning in flames

love on this earth can often be lame

the blues makes me feel ashamed

if only you could love me

its not in my control

i fly away to vegas to mend my broken soul.

 i burned the bridge yesterday

now you barely text back or call my name

we have to let it fade away

no matter if there was love

the poison in us is just too much.

Author's Note

Ev

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The below lines. We must do.
"i fly away to vegas to mend my broken soul.
i burned the bridge yesterday"
I liked the honest tone of your poetry butterfly. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote