You make me cave
Like the roof of an old house
Barely hanging on by a thread
Aged by years of rain and neglect
You make me feel desolate
Like a gloomy rainy day
When the electricity is shot
And there's no one else home
You make me feel exasperated
About all the things I could've changed
Or might've said
To protect myself from you
You are the weathering years,
You are that sad relentless rainy day,
You are the cause of so much regret
And I can't stand to look at you
I collapse and you flock to the scene
Wondering what pieces you can claim
If any
And how long you can keep them
Before the cycle restarts
~Found this lil poem hiding in my notes section of my phone~
YOU ARE READING
She Felt Like Home
PoesíaOriginal Poetry Collection: We don't get to choose who we love, or when we stop loving those who don't treat our hearts quite right. And sometimes, we don't get to change the fact that even if they weren't the one they still felt like home. And it's...
