Your Love Has Me On The Run (#poetry)
Gone with the morning sun
Your lack of love has me on the run.
Your success
Cannot dull the emptiness
Of my soul.
The money will never transcend
being left alone again.
When I needed you the most
you were gone.
Pretending to love
what you did not.
Poisoning a heart
from the very start.
Yet you wonder why I left.