Don't trust
the one who tells
you that he's different
that he's not like the others
that he won't hurt you.
You know he's using
your vulnerable mind.
But yet you still
find yourself
kneeling in front of him
on the cold floor.
Being to oblivious
to the obvious.
- don't trust
YOU ARE READING
Shattered glass
Poetry［Highest ranking: #15］"Perhaps 'it wasn't meant to be' was our meant to be" he says as he chugs down yet another drink. She looks at him and rolls her eyes, "I wonder when your organs will give up on you too".
