The pain washes over me like a waterfall.
The way he smiles is like salt to an open wound.
The way he kisses her is like stabbing me in the heart.
The way she looks at his making me feel numb.
I see the way they act and I stop caring.
The pain washes over me like a never ending waterfall.
He comes my way and looks like he saw something that grossed him out.
I walk away from him and his judgement.
I walk away from the pain, the judgement, the laughter, and what I thought was love.
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Poems for the broken
PoetryI started writing poems because I had to get my emotions out in some other way and poems helped because I got a deeper meaning from them and had to put lessons I learned the hard way in my writings. I feel as if these were meant for those who could...
