I barely even noticed,
when the leaves changed,
falling like they had no strength to hold on,
Because I was falling too,
only I was from you.
I was like the leaves in spring.
I used to feel like no matter how strong
the wind blew,
I wouldn't ever fall to the ground and,
leave you.
But then,
the wind changed and,
I fell.
I fell so fast,
fell so deep,
only to suddenly hit,
like a meteor to Earth.
I fell so hard,
my heart broke when I hit the ground,
shattering into a thousand pieces,
too small to be put back together.
But that doesn't matter,
no one was there waiting anyways.
No knight in shining armor to save me,
from you,
from myself.
No one to pick up the shattered pieces,
of my heart.
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This is one of my very first poems so, I have no idea how good it is. If you have any advice, feel free to post it below c:
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Scopophobia
RandomScopophobia: The morbid fear of being seen or stared at by others. 'Shine in the shadows, hid in the spot light.' This is a collection of poems, personal thoughts and other random things.