You know she's lost when she runs away into the same black holes and black mistakes.
You know she's scared when she keeps it in, when all her words just can't come out.
You know she's deep out of life when she spends the day asleep and avoids to speak.
You know she's broken when she cuts her wrist, when she wears longer pants to hide her skin.
You know she's lost her light when you read her mind, when the sun comes out, but eyes reflect the night.
You know she's waiting for the same old guy, the one who left and took her heart.
You know she can't be saved, but you can't help but try.
YOU ARE READING
You know she's lost
PoésieA non-rhyming poem written in 3rd person POV about my life. Just to be clear this was inspired by the lyric (which I do use directly) "You know she's lost when she runs away into the same black holes and black mistakes." - Starset