You're pulling me taught like a cable
But I'm unstable.
I am falling anyways.
I should have known better.
Something like prose
As bruises arose.
My skin tears apart.
I should have known better.
I give you heart in my hand,
Something you can't stand.
It pours everywhere.
Why didn't I know better?
YOU ARE READING
Hopelessly
PoesíaThe difference between this time and others, Is that they were all wrong. This feeling keeps me up at night Because it once felt so right. But it took me so long To find out I was wrong. And there you go again, Pulling at heartstrings. Once again, c...
