Baby, what happened to us?
Why did we cry so much that our tear ducts are rust?
Why did we fall so hard that it's us the darkness consumed?
What happened, how did we become ruined?
Every night you pull farther away,
It hurts me so much, to know you won't stay
One mistake and our walls build up
Keeping us apart, no longer a full cup
Baby, I miss you so please come home
I never thought you were one to roam
You say that it's over and this is goodbye
Why do I feel like you don't even try?
Is it true that you think I'm lying?
About how when you're asleep I'm up all night crying?
You think that I'd lie,
Are my eyes dry,
Do you feel complete
when I fall to my knees?
It appears you don't know me well
I keep my secrets locked away behind this broken shell.
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Poems by Someone With Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. (PTSD.)
PuisiPoems are by me. Inside this interweb book is an abundance of fear, pain, anger, depression, and emptiness. It is not much, it may not be anything, but it is who I am. You may get to know me, if you really try. Even so, you may read if you'd like. S...
