i cry and cry tears of shame
listening to those who curse my name
soon my sadness turns to rage
but held back by morals i do not engage
instead i sit and break apart
inside the rusty cage that was once ny heart
not daring to complain or groan
for ive chosen to walk this path
alone
YOU ARE READING
flutter
Poetryhis cruel words were said without stutter as he left me alone without giving me the chance to even mutter so all i can do now is pick my torn apart heart out of the gutter as i spread my singed wings in the hopes to grasp the clouds as i flutter ⭐◾⭐...
