She was careless as ever,
Losing things and forgetting them,
Stumbling upon cracks on the old rubble.
She's careless Agnes.Agnes, why so careless?
You don't move too fast.
Time is always your rival
For you couldn't catch; because you're too careless.And when you forget some things,
You lose them so easily.
What's so hard about keeping,
The things that mattered little but remembered the most?And your carelessness strikes again.
For you had lost,
The only thing that mattered to me the most.
You had forgotten
The only thing I had ever given you.I gave you my love,
The most valuable thing I could give.
But alas, with your carelessness,
You stumbled upon the cracks I told you to avoid,
And toppled over.Careless Agnes, so careless.
The love that was given wholeheartedly,
Was just a broken patch of unwanted glass,
Left between the gaps of the small holes.
YOU ARE READING
The Hollow Shell ✔️
Poetry"Those empty eyes you have. That hollow heart you hold. Sometimes I wonder, If you have ever loved me at all." -Empty