I thought I would reblog some stuff new followers might not have seen.
Rumours
I sit in silence,
in this room all alone.
I sit here in silence,
and stare at the phone.
The T.V on mute,
the pictures they change.
In the deafening silence,
I hear you call out my name.
The rumours are circulating.
They’re out of control.
They are breaking my heart,
and destroying my soul.
Should I confront her,
about what’s been said?
Maybe discuss it,
and put it to bed.
What if I don’t like,
what she has to say?
Should I pack all my things,
and call it a day?
Why does love hurt?
I feel the twist of the knife!
Love should be joyous,
not all misery and strife.
I sit in this room.
I can take no more.
I write a note,
put a lock on the door.
A bottle of pills,
so easy to take.
I sit all alone,
and through my memories rake.
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