I see them lining your arms.
I see that look in his eyes.
I see that familiar look.
I see that same sad stare.
I see it and the worst part,
I can't do a damn thing about it.
I don't know what to do about it.
I see it like it was my own life.
I see it all.
I see you.
YOU ARE READING
A Broken Heart
PuisiThis will be a book of rants, poems, short stories, and memories that I want to share. Please comment your feedback and let me know what you think. Also, just a heads up, some of it might get a little dark sometimes. I apologize in advance for that.
