How am I supposed to feel,
When my heart is crushed.
My emotions raging violently,
Making me die silently.
Tongue swollen,
Heart aching.
I smile again,
But inside I'm breaking.
Tear away all my flesh,
And tell I'm still human.
Or,
A shell.
I am not fine,
I was never okay.
Sadness,
Dry in my throat.
Blocking all the words I want to say.
Muffling all the screams I wish to scream.
Itching to get out of my very own skin.
Itching to get rid of remnants that make me ache.
Never did I know I was SO fragile.
Never did I know,
That I'd break.
YOU ARE READING
Old poems
PoetryThese are some old poems. I mostly just want a place for them so I don't lose them. But they are also here for your reading pleasure. Enjoy.
