Did you hear that?
It's the creation of another crack.
Did you hear that?
It's the sound of my breaking heart.
'Cause I became used
to depending on people.
But I ain't like you,
can't change with the winter.
And now I'm so broken,
did you know?
And I feel so hopeless,
I can't let you go.
'Cause I can't afford
losing more people.
But I'll be alone
once you deceive me.
So I cry in silence,
tears down my cheeks,
while I ask myself:
did I deserve this?
YOU ARE READING
Written in tears
PoetryLove and hate letters. From me. To you. That's what poetry is, isn't it?
