I used to think people exaggerated
when they said how being heartbroken
feels like your heart shattering
until
it was me lying on the ground
with mascara streaks
running down my face at 2 am
so
don't you dare say
that you've never killed
a human being
because
that
night
You didn't even hesitate to
stab
my
heart.
YOU ARE READING
The Beauty of a Cracked Mirror
PoesíaThis is my collection of poems that I'd like to share. I don't sensor my feelings so what may be "dark" to some is just pain that I want to vent. On that note... enjoy!
