I'm hurting again.
What do I do?
Everything is different
Now that I've lost you.
I don't know how to love,
At least not anymore.
I tried giving my all,
But I was left sore.
My heart needs a break
So I can mend it with glue.
The aching is too much,
And it's leaving me blue.
I gave up my heart,
Then it shattered on the floor.
I knelt in the shrapnel
As you walked out the door.
Why?
YOU ARE READING
In Darknesss
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry I have written on darker subjects such as suicide, death, self harm, etc. If this may be triggering to you, proceed with caution. Some of these were written in my stay at a mental institution where I was allowed a comp...
