Your glass words
Pierce my naive skin
And it make me cry Blood Tears
Who knew such a red existed?
Tsunami waves
F l o o d my brain
I wish my heart could float
But it's weighed down with pain
Each step I take
I leave more of me behind
Do I go back to pick up my pieces
And stay
stuck.
Or do I lose myself,
to you?
YOU ARE READING
To All of the Hearts I've Stolen
PoetryMaybe she loved him because he loved her, because he showed her how she looked in his eyes. And she was beautiful to him, with all her flaws. But maybe she didn't. Didn't love him at all. #1 poem: 09/5/19 #20 poetry: 06/16/20
