Just a poem I wrote a while ago
Not much meaning really
I can't stand to look at the person I am
I hit my head against a mirror hoping it will brake
Silently cursing myself for the chance I did take
I can see the moment just frozen in time
The last time that I could remember you were actually mine
You say these things yet you never mean them
Your words, like a rose, wrapped in elegance only with a razor sharp stem
You had me, we were intertwined
It was beautiful until I noticed all the scars that were left behind
I can't go on like this
