My night has consisted
of constant tears,
off and on and
it's so tiring,
but I can't stop.
It's so hard to cry
in silence, when
your lungs start
to cave in, forcing
out every ounce of
air in one hit, and
leaving you imploring
for the air you
so quickly just lost.
It's that kind of hurt,
where your whole
body shakes from
crying so hard,
and your head hurts
from pulling your
hair so hard
in frustration.
It's that kind of hurt
I wished I'd never have
to feel again,
but,
I should've known with him.
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Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}
Poetry200 Poetic Tragedies ... A collection of poetic chaos, written on love, loss, lust and longing. This is a safe haven for the broken - For those with Broken Wings. _____________________________ "In a world full of heartbreak, sadness is all I've eve...
