I didn't expect it to be this hard,to be far away from you, yet so close.
I didn't expect it to feel like I'm a million miles away when your less then 20 miles away.
I didn't expect for my hands to ache for yours so badly.
I didn't except that the night I stole my moms car I wound up downtown and sat under the tree we first sat at.
I just didn't except any of this and I didn't expect to feel this hurt and fragile like an old frail book from the 1800s.
But I am that hurt.
I am as fragile and frail like an old book from the 1800s.
I truly didn't except for me to hurt this bad.
I just didn't know it would be this bad, I tried to not let you break my walls down but I let you in and now we are both lying on the ground hurt like when a tree beach unexpectedly hits you in the face.
~E.M.C
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Hurt Beyond Repair.
PoetryHurt and frightened and no where to turn except for my journal. Curse words being streamed at me and you would have thought I had a father for a sailor. ~E.M.C Many poems focusing on the subject of Mental Illness, that many suffer with and the su...
