I thought I knew what having my heart broken felt like-
turns out. I didn't.
and You Taught Me That.
That heartbreak is more than
loneliness and missing happiness,
it's more than just hopelessness
making its way into your heart.
It's self-loathing
It's self-doubt
It's self-harm
It's me looking at myself in the mirror and breaking down in tears every single day.
It's me questioning my worth,
Its's me questioning my flaws,
It's me being ashamed of who I am.
Because you've ruined me by loving me,
and Leaving me to burn in my own misery.
I thought heartbreak was easy-
I thought I could live through, fight through-
I thought I could be myself again.
Turns Out-
I CAN'T
and
This Gun In My Hand Says It All.
YOU ARE READING
TEARDROPS
PoesiaJust Words. Random words that cut you deep. This is my world- and I'm a broken piece of artwork.
