Bombs out my window explode
Shaking my room
Shaking my world
Crumbling the roof
Crumbling the mountains
The bombs are your words
My room is my space
My world is you
Under the roof is where I feel safe
The mountain is what held me up
You don't know anything
I had everything
You amount to nothing
Though I gave everything
Just for you
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryThese are my poems. I wrote them. I own them. They belong to me. I love you all, but mine. :) Please read~
