When the pain is done
And the dark has had it's fun
And I'm empty staring into the barrel of your gun
You call
A heart
I wish you would just let me love you
I wish you were like the other boys
Where I didn't expect you
To stop
The chase
Where I could just give and you wouldn't
Want
To take
Cause every time you give me what I never hoped to get
You crush the the crushing feeling that you'd just did
And when you shatter I pick up the pieces and
All I get
Is a cut on my fist
For being there when you needed Me
The most
So why are you trying to save me if
You are
The host?
YOU ARE READING
Pink
Poetry"I landed on the ground and it had this horrible thing called gravity" In all it's different forms The poetry of pain The words of the girl who went from pink To a lonely shade of gray #67 Highest Rank © 2015 ML_Brooks, all rights reserv...
