Broken heart,
Fell apart
Broke inside
From the end to the start
Why I do this to myself
I'll never know
Torture and torture
It's the only thing I know.
Self inflicted,
But help infected
The disease spread
Through undetected
A healthy lie,
The deathly tie
One last call
For my death to fall
Broken heart, shattered soul
Fell apart, fell whole
The broken pieces are broken
Not closed, but not open
Stayed where I am
Where blood takes my hand
Deeper and darker I return
Into the depths
Slowly giving up,
Just for me to burn
As it consumes
For once I may consent
It can take over,
As I descent
I am not decent.
Sitting back and letting the broken pieces stay
Shattered on the floor, to cut they
Anyone who tries to pick up will bleed
Drifting off to sleep
To be and stay broken
My life shall keep.
1/19/17
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ShaneM Original Poetry Collection
PoesíaTW: Dark and graphic emotions/thoughts. I am updating this collection of poetry as I have kind of left it alone for a long time. I started this in 2017, and while I have written many poems over the years, I have also stopped writing for a long time...
