You see,I was always a mess.
Even if I didn't know it,it was hurled,crumpled rushed,whispered in my ears everyday.
Every night,I hoped someone would rush in,with the lightest of breaths,and like a silent hurricane,sweep me up and take me away to where I belonged and fixed me.
But as time passed,I thought.
Seconds passed into minutes,those turned into years.
I wonder why they felt like eons,though.
So I grew.
Innocence turned into curiosity,which fuelled the start of a new world-being a teenager.
And then,I felt.
All along I thought I was fine,I really did.
I thought I was fine till your teeth grasped my earlobe and tore me apart inside out.
I thought I was fine till I was so shattered I couldn't move,and then I was fixed.
In a flash,like the rest of my life never mattered,or like it never happened.
Every text except yours was ignored.
Slowly,tape wrapped around my heart,and sticky,sweet love acted like glue to stick my broken fragments together.
"Beautiful,"you mumbled,as you ran your fingertips down all my skin,and you grabbed my waist and I crashed.
You did too.We both did.
Skin on skin,too fucking close.
Shattered glass and tender skin.
Chaos.
Just another story that's never been told.
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Dear Friend
PoetryDear friend Dear lover Dear mother Here are some things I could never say. Most of these poems are not mine. Credit will be passed to the owner,please comment if you think it is your poem.
