When The Stones Turned(b)


Lynn

When The Stones Turned(b)

By Lynn

Mon 29 May, 2017 21:38:09 EAT
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#betrayal  #infidelity  


When The Stones Turned(b)

Like his inversely has been abducted,
Held captive underground with a rock above,
Practically,
No way he could get back to the old Tyga I fell in love with,
Deep inside he seemed like he was struggling to keep calm,
I knew he was a hot tempered fella,
But would he lift his hand on me?
I wasn't so sure given his protruding head veins,
The reddening eyes,
The profuse sweating.

I wished it was just a bad dream,
But worries in my head were filled to the brim,
Once more at him to stole a glimpse,
His face was still so grim,
His smile covered with grief,
Words in my head formed a glib,
Perhaps breaking the silence would make him glim,
If not make him grieve,
I wished to have a tight grip,
Meanwhile my tears drip,
With no one to wipe.

He opened his mouth to speak but no word leaked,
Instead a river fell from his eyes,
I longed to touch him,
But he quickly moved back,
Like I was some blood-sucking monster,
No longer the sweet, tender, gentle angel he met,
Well, I wasn't that innocent either,
The skeletons in my closet were much more than the crystals in my porch,
Wait,
Has he found out about me and Jim?
Or did Stella tell him about us?

Ruthsellah

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  • Whizy
    nice one dear
    356 wk ago

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