pick me apart
rip me to shreds
tear me to peices
to the point where i am broken beyond repair
look at the mess you've made
are you sorry
no you are not
take your glue
and put me back together
so the peices are misshapen
so i am now jagged and misfigured
then shake your head
and walk away
you say its over
but we both know youll be back tomorrow day
YOU ARE READING
flutter
Poetryhis cruel words were said without stutter as he left me alone without giving me the chance to even mutter so all i can do now is pick my torn apart heart out of the gutter as i spread my singed wings in the hopes to grasp the clouds as i flutter ⭐◾⭐...
