I've allowed my heart to be broken,
Witnessed it being torn open
As if it was the wrapping paper of a gift
Beneath my heart was my soul
It laid broken
So many times it'd go dark like a demon had awoken
I watched knowing the unspoken
He's gonna break my heart
I told them
Seems like they knew
Yet they let me display my heart as if begging for it to be stolen
My soul in a locked safe
No combination
YOU ARE READING
The book of Love
PoesíaPoems about the rollercoaster rider that love tends to take you on. Not just love for a partner, but family, friends and even loving yourself.
