Its not I don't believe you I don't trust you
Last time I encountered you, I heard your words before i saw your eyes
I stepped into your trap happily
I escaped with scrapes bruises and cuts
I'm like paper
easy to tear and bend soft and delicate easy to ruin
people know my weaknesses and are careful to step around them
but you came and crumpled me up with no care
you tried hard to make me smooth again but the folds never seemed to fade
I am a plate
you throw me against a wall
and I shatter
China flying everywhere and shards on every tile
I can stab you just as bad as you did me
now you say sorry
guess what?
Look across every tile and you can still see the shards sharp as knife
as white as your pale face
still broken
YOU ARE READING
POEMSSS
PoetryMusic I drown in your words your sound your beauty There isn't a limit of how deep I can swim From Classical to death metal My stress crumbles into pointless crumbs that fly away In the wind Its shocking how your depressing words are so relatable I...
