Don'T Go
My soul crumbles like a tin can under pressure,
when I see your suitcase waiting for a taxi.
Please, don’t leave me this way;
you’re the only thing that resonates with my sanity
and madness, all intertwined into love that we had
created for ourselves.
I promise I’ll pick up the broken pieces of us,
and fix piece by piece;
I promise I’ll make it up for the tears you had shed
when I hurt you.
Please, give me another chance my Love;
you are the only happiness that I’ve been left with…
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2017
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