Sonnet Seven...

by Kylee Cheyanne 8 months ago in heartbreak


Sonnet Seven...


Love is nothing more than a burden on your soul

A burden so real it grieves me not to be whole

Whole enough to finally be free against this world

A world that has never ending swirls.

Swirls and twirls of a twisting mind

A mind that is so close to being severed on the line

A line so thin and frail that it'll snap

Snap to the point where it's a deep, huge gap.

A gap that tears my heart in two

And all I ever wanted was to be with you

You, who were always there when I fell apart

Falling apart to where I'm demanded of a new start.

A start that will never, ever bend to my will

A will that'll forever be in a time that's still.


Kylee Cheyanne
Kylee Cheyanne
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