Empty, she realises she wont find another like him but thats the price shes gotta pay
Empty...
She can only say sorry so many times before the word loses its meaning
Empty...
She hides everything on order to protect everyone but behind the scenes shes
Empty...
They knew eachother for so long but there was so much about eachother they didnt know
Empty...
This was harder than she anticipated longing for the memories to be real but alas all good things must end
Empty...
Shes said sorry more than she can count and she wants nothing more than to hear his voice again but she has to stand her ground
Empty...
For fear she might hurt someone she tosses her own emotions to the curb, she cant give in no matter how loud her screaming no matter how painful her torture knowing that its all her fault
Empty...
Every time she manages to heal herself she falls back down, all she can think about is the victim, she never wanted to be the villan but fate decided she was
Empty...
No matter how bad her pain she cant give in or the darkness will swallow her whole
20/9/17
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Fragments of a shattered soul
PoetryThe broken fragments of me. Each shard represents a pain, something that has contributed to the scattering of my being
