The Pain I Feel
Is all to real
Those words you said
Haunt my head
The things you did
I hoped you kid
The hand you gave
I will take to my grave
I was a pawn
A fragile little fawn
The hurt I felt
Made me belt
Out the curses
Deep down in my purses
I numbed the pain
With pills and rain
But now it's gone
YOU ARE READING
poems for the brokenhearted
Poetrythese are a collection of my poems. please, don't copy it and use it. I worked really hard on these poems, and with what i/ whoever is reading this is going through, it won't benefit any of us.
