if you had me dismantled
you would be surprised to find
a circus of thoughts
plaguing my mind
and empty vessel underneath my skin
hiding what's truly within
a heart on fire
burnt black from the flames
a brain so tired
worn out from the strain
if you take me apart
please leave me dismantled
for I don't want to be put back together
I'd rather rest in pieces
YOU ARE READING
thoughts on clouds
Poetryjust a random collection of thoughts and feelings. 'learn from this , because if this hurts you its better to learn than forget'
