The beating of my clockwork heart
Ticks on, though you're away
I wish that you had cared for me
I wish that you had stayed.
Though still so many try to pierce
The armor of my heart
It stays protected from all harm
This clock won't fall apart.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryA book of poems, because sometimes they pop into my head and I can't get them out. *TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDE, EATING DISORDERS, AND DEPRESSION*
