Days like this the brokenness fills
Days like this the feeling of helplessness present
A rock
A mirror
One motion
Swift and effortless
The doors that slam behind
The footsteps that echo in your heart
The waters that rise with each tear
The blood that is yours each day
Soul destroyed
Heart broken
Envy present
Hiding behind a mask
Just want to go
But then who'll stop?
No one
After all
You are broken
YOU ARE READING
Fading Whispers
PoetryA song is thoughts, thoughts are the heart. Well, here is my song, my thoughts, my heart.
