I know I can't let this ruin us.
I can't let it stick to our friendship
But what if your mother had turned around
And knowingly holding your heart in her hands,
waits for you to try to grab it
and crushes it to sand in her hand.
I know I have you
but they were my family.
at least I didn't know what they were saying behind my back.
now that i do, i'd given anything to take it back
to just keep it to myself.
I'd do anything to stop this.
I look at you
and it hurts
and my heart breaks
I look at you
and i remember
the pain
I remember the earth shaking underneath.
I remember.
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of My Old Poetry
PoesieSo I decided I wanted to publish a bunch of my older poetry that I didn't want in my future publications but I didn't want it to go to waste so here it is! It does get dark at certain points, please know that I am okay! Many of these were written at...
