PEOPLE ALWAYS TALK ABOUT 'THE BOYS OF MY AGE' BEING THE HARTBREAKERS,
I WISH ONE OF THEM WAS THE REASON OF MY BROKEN HEART
BUT MY BROKEN HEART BECAME MUCH EARLIER IN LIFE.
IT LOOKED DOWN AT ME RIGHT AFTER BIRTH,
HE HAS BLUE EYES, LIKE ME, HE WEARS A THE SAME SMILE AS ME, HE WAS SUPOSED TO KEEP ME SAFE.
AND WHO BROKE ME? YOU MIGHT ASK.
HE IS THE PERSON I LEARNED TO CALL 'FATHER'
I ONLY REALIZED YEARS AFTER THE FIRST CRACK THAT IT STARTED BREAKING AND THAT HE WAS THE CAUSE
I ONLY REALZED WHEN I WAS STUCK AT HOME THAT I HAD CHILDHOOD TRAUMA
I ONLY REALIZED YESTERDAY THAT IT WAS COMPLETELY BROKEN
-A
YOU ARE READING
*SCREAMING IN SILENCE*
PuisiTHIS IS A BOOK FULL OF POETRY I WRITE. THESE ARE MY PURE EMOTIONS. TRIGGER WARNING (suïcide, depression, death, love, pain, childhood trauma, trauma, father issues...)
