I ripped it apart
Limb by limp
Branch by branch
Trying to put together
The bits and pieces
I could find
Trying to find out
Who I really am.
I ruined my family tree
In hopes I could find
The person
I really was
But all I got
Was splinters in my heart
From all the family members
Who seemed to forget
That I even exist.
Instead of finding out
Who I really am
All I did
Was rip apart
The person
I'm supposed to be.
YOU ARE READING
My Dark Poetry
PoetrySome poems that I write mostly how I feel, I don't know why I'm publishing this I guess I just felt like it. So I hope you at least like them. Please no negative comments. If you have any questions or suggestions please pm me. Yeah so that's pretty...
