she was left alone.
she found herself
looking at nothing
while thinking
about everything.
she was left alone.
she looks at the stars,
hoping to find
something but she
saw nothing.
she holds her heart
on her soft palm,
wishing that there
was still love in it
but there was none
left for herself.
she gave everything
she owns like it
would be so easy
to fix it and like she has
a million more.
but really, she only has one.
YOU ARE READING
Cry
Poetryi want to satisfy you, even if it means you seeing me cry. *poems with no rhymes but has a deep meaning. *lower case intended. *it's a little bit bad at the beginning, but the further you get, the better the poems are.
