My love is like concrete.
It's hard to break apart,
But it doesn't look beautiful
Like you want it to be.
My mind is like a puzzle.
All the pieces are there,
But they aren't put together
Like everyone expects it to be.
My mouth is like a gun.
My silent words are the bullets
And the sobs are the ringing shots,
That nobody ever hears.
My heart is like an earthquake.
It shakes with sadness
And causes destruction
But not to you, but to me.
I'm a work of chaos
That nobody understands.
For when I try to speak my mind
I end up crying in my hands
Somehow ending up thinking
I'd be better off dead.
~a.k.
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Polaroid Poems
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