I believed that you would fix the crack
And fill the things that I really lack
I believed that you could heal the wound
As I knelt down on the solid ground
But you suddenly broke my heart
Where I can't go back from the start
I cried tears of blood
As I hit my face on the mud
Would I ever understand it,
When I'm hurt thinking about it?
Would I ever seize the pain,
When I'm bleeding under this rain?
But I rather thank you instead
As I tried to lift my head
I'll walk with a false smile
I am who is absolutely futile
With a heart like a broken glass,
I'm the one who's been a second class
Those shards scattered on the ground
Can still cut you without a sound
YOU ARE READING
Notapoem
PoetryA book that contains my old and recent poems that shares different thoughts and emotions. The book was planned to contain one hundred pieces of written poetry to be considered as a successful work.
