Start Over
I always thought we could start over
Not knowing it was over before we start
Your words were like scar to me
It would always leave a mark
Sorry that things never play out on my part
For your love was a difficult task
For a piece of time I wasn't in my right mind
You thought of me as waste
Being hard on me leaving no space
Is this where our journey ends
Without no treasure of the sort
I always want to enjoy the fruit of my labour
But your fruit was poison
One that I dug into with no remorse
The outcome was mostly a curse
I had to learn that the hard way
So no more regrets nor roses
Even if the earth trimble and thy sky cries
Forever today I'll say goodbye
Reset my emotions wash it away like tide
Copyright © Kevon Worrell | Year Posted 2020
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