Dedicated to Sparkalight
If you dig down
Into my ♡
You'll see nothing more
Than a dark black hole
You stepped on it
You made cracks
I tried to glue them
Back together
But to no avail.
Because I have no glue
No kind words
No compliments
Nothingness
And more nothingness
When a crack has no glue
The cracks dig deeper.
Then it happens.
The cracks led up to this.
The breaking sound.
Of my heart shattering
YOU ARE READING
The Poet
Poetrypoet po·et [poh-it] - noun 1. a person who composes poetry. 2. a person who has the gift of poetic thought, imagination, and creation, together with eloquence of expression. Time flies by Like a butterfly When you see it you'll be tongue tied And...
