My pain

Note: This is not a poem...

When I remember all the magic moments

I cry for the miss I done.

My nails are bleeding 

because I've been hitting a wall with them.

I'm trying to forget with the pain. 

Maybe today I'm sad 

but tomorrow I'll be worse.

I know, my silence is a gift for the world.

He don't care what we think 

just what we do. 

It doesn't matter if we die now,

it doesn't matter if we don't love each other.

The things that we did or said 

are disappearing in a black place.

I don't love you anymore,

I don't want to hurt my heart

with promises that you did in our past.

I can't breath with your hands on my neck.

Let me scream one more time 

for the love that we paint but didn't felt.  

Your name in my skin 

is a tattoo for our sadness and impurity. 

That makes me wonder about the words 

in your mouth, these that still standing in your lips.

I don't want to stay in this hole.

Try to let me go, 

and don't hurt me anymore.

Yes, I was in love 

but is the silence that kill it all.

J.Luna