Those pieces on the floor
do you see them,
sitting on the floor,
like broken glass,
lying on the floor.
those pieces on the floor,
you got them there,
but you refuse to pick them up ,
and fix them.
Those pieces on the floor,
are the pieces of my heart,
the ones you broke,
and smashed like a pshyco,
you never even bothered to put them back together,
and then you walked away.
i kept silent all these years,
but now my friends have found out,
and up until they beat you up last night,
i hadn't laughed freely
You got what you deserved you son of a bitch
And don't expect any girl to come to you again
because I will tell them what an idiot you are
YOU ARE READING
Poetry xxx
PoetryThis is my collection of poemz that i have riten in the last couple of months. Every thing that i write comes from my heart and i truly mean it. hehe lol and um i came up wiv som of dem poemz whilst singing in the toilet/bathroom lol. and finally...
