I tiptoe
Around you
Like your a fragile vase
There's broken glass
All over the place
Stepping on shards
Wherever I go
Crying out in pain
You don't hear a thing
You don't even twitch
At the sound of my cries
Why am I friends with you?
Why haven't I said goodbye?
YOU ARE READING
Attempting Poetry
PoetryI love poetry, so this is MY attempt at writing eloquent words in broken lines! {{Warning: Mature content}}
