Countless times, she found herself sitting on top of her roof to watch the day crawl to an end.
At this time, her mind churned and spun in self-doubt, regret and emotions, dragging her down beneath the waves, refusing to let her surface again. Her lungs would burn as she forgot how to breathe, stuck in deep reverie as the colours before her danced in a hypnotic sway. Her eyes filled with their salted liquid, dripping onto her lap while some escaped, and landed onto the roof tiles underneath her.
All she wanted was him.
He haunted her mind and his name would snake its way through her broken words, shattering them effortlessly as the pieces fell and crowded around her feet. She told herself over and over that he didn't need her; that he was happy- but was he really?
Was it just an act so no one knew he too was struggling to rid of her from his tangled mind?
His eyes always managed to lock onto hers without fail, catching them for a split second before the pain of the all too familiar feeling became too much.
It was a roller coaster ride stuck on a loop, with no way of getting off; and she was growing tired of her mind being held back in his shackles.
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Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}
Poetry200 Poetic Tragedies ... A collection of poetic chaos, written on love, loss, lust and longing. This is a safe haven for the broken - For those with Broken Wings. _____________________________ "In a world full of heartbreak, sadness is all I've eve...
