She's beautifully broken
Torn, ripped, forever sulking
Lost and afraid
Hiding behind the praise
Lonely in the darkness
Broken and heartless
Scared of her reflection
Wishing for one last injection
Slowly loosing her mind
Searching for a new place to hide
Fighting her inner battles
Almost gone but it doesn't matter
Ready to finally give up
But God was there to tell her
That he would always lift her back up
YOU ARE READING
Close Is Too Far // poetry
PoetryAnd as we lay together in my favorite position; my head against your chest, your arms wrapped around me...I realize that although we're close...we're not close enough "My eyelids are heavy, but my thoughts are heavier."
