as i died away from your memory
and evaporated into worthlessness
did you really still love me?
as my arms bled on the bathroom floor
and stained your pallid rug
did you really still love me?
as i showed up with bruises that came from my father
and covered it up with cream colored concealer
did you really still love me?
a broken girl in a broken world,
who still deserves to be loved?
just let me die from your mind
my soul chips away so softly
piece by piece, i'm gone.
a broken girl
who was in broken world
who didn't deserve to be loved.
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Puisijust shitty poems that i've written while i was bored asf