Poetry

Shattered

You say you love me.

But you push me back down.

When you know I am broken,

You laugh in my face.

When you know I am hurting,

You walk away.

When you see me bleeding,

You leave me alone.

When I patch myself up,

You rip the bandage off.

When I get back up,

You spit in my face.

And when I finally die,

You dance on my grave.

Now all that is left,

Are shards of today.

The past was broken,

But then you shattered me.

Nothing is left,

Except the winds of those days.

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Well, last one. I got bored.