Made To Be Broken
My eyes flustered towards her,
Wondering why her heart is always broken.
Why people come and take pieces,
Leaving it cracked and clipped away.
For it could be defined by,
The space in between lines.
But then all it took was a look in her eyes,
Telling i was wrong
The phrase is very true
"Beautiful things are made to be broken."
-dear mother
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Scattered Emotions
PoesíaShe came to think , this world is too much for her She came to think, that maybe she can't handle it then she try to see the good in this painful situation and is left blank when she can't find it.
