Everything is ruining me
Crushed and crumbled into pieces
Everyone desires poetry
Everyone glues their mind towards you
They wonder about the possibilities
Of having you
I shattered; I hope they step on my broken pieces
They'll bleed their feet onto my glass
Love is never love if there's no intention of loving
But it is only desire, wondering, flirting
That's them, your crowd, I shroud
Everyone desires who these words were made of
YOU ARE READING
Your Love Buried Deep Inside My Disastrous Heart (Poetry)
PuisiMy most poetically written poems are buried deep inside my disastrous heart. Love is poetry; you are the poetry.
