You think you can clean up my mess
Oh honey,
all these shattered pieces of my heart
can't be put back together
And I can't be fixed
So let us sit in this destruction
and love each other
Let us stay shattered
Let us stay broken
Because darling,
broken things can be beautiful
YOU ARE READING
Ink and Tears
PoetryPoems I wrote with a bleeding pen and a bleeding heart. Pages soaked in tears and words I write while being ripped apart.
