Burn, baby, burn.
I said as you stood and collapsed into ash...
I hate everything about you.
I yelled out blinded by rage....
Yet, why do I love you?
I looked down at the ash in guilt..
You hate everything about me...
Hmm..
You love everything about me...
Why?
YOU ARE READING
BROKEN♡
PoetryThis book is simply me showing you how I feel as I break into pieces. As my heart and mind shatter. As my body aches at the pain others caused. Cause this is how I express how BROKEN I really am.
