Good Bye

As she walked away she spoke few words, “You will search a million years and never find anyone like me. I will forever be a ghost of your past”, she said.

A Users Incarceration

My pen bleeds the blood you have spilt.
No tourniquet can stop the bleeding
The main artery is severed, bleeding profusely
Pools of blood form on the parchment below
Showing your loveless heart
Whom uses words to use another
But this pen will do it’s justice
Turning it’s words into a jail
Where you are held and left till the end
Time will pass bleeding will slow
Blood will dry ,the stains will remain
Showing your hollow heart forever