I'm so broken
More broken then I can really explain
I'm like a shattered glass
waiting for someone to pick the pieces
No one can pick my pieces
Until I met you I thought you can
But your just breaking them even more
I don't know how to tell you
I try opening up and talk about my problems
But you were to worried about something else
You never really text me when u can
You lie saying "I will text you when I can"
But you never do it's ok just be honest
I'm loosing patience I'm loosing you
Can you please open your eyes
And more importantly open your heart
I love you so much why don't u see that
You mean so much to me
Please stop hurting me
YOU ARE READING
The Fear of Drowning Deep
PoesieShe was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful something to be admired from a distance not up close. - A little talent is a good thing to have if you ever want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every...
