The crushing feeling in my heart.
Breaks me into pieces.
And torn apart.
If only you could see.
The damage you've caused me.
You leave my surface scratched.
ANd faded.
Like an old record CD.
I skip a beat
Will you throw me out?
And start again?
Buy an advanced model.
With no strings attached.
I'm engraved with your name.
It's just like the others.
It's just all the same.
Just a copy.
Of many on display.
Choose your pick
ANd let the broken ones.
Sit and waste away.
YOU ARE READING
The Hard Truth
PoetryHeres the truth Look if you dare once your in your here to stay the truth will conquer you in every possible way -JUSTIC3
