what are you searching for
redemption?
love?
acceptance?
in the page of a friend, a sister
of the boy who broke you
scrolling through
those comments
to see if his words sound
as destroyed as you
deciphering what the
message says in respects
to your emotions
you are breaking yourself
and it doesn't help
stalking him
like a bird of prey
you are now the low
of the low
their is no turning back
now this is what you
have become
searching for
love
redemption
acceptance
in the page of a friend, a sister
of the boy
who broke you
YOU ARE READING
you're not a poet.
Poetryim not a poet. i just watch the world go by every second, minute, hour. like a normal person and feel my heart pumping through my brain
