You came by, causing chaos.
Devastating my prognosis,
please doctor tell me my diagnosis.
Is this love I'm feeling?
Speeding, reeling in the backseat
to my emotions.
Hurricanes blow the branches
off every tree, mine damaged from the last. I admit looking in the mirror
I may still be my best version.
Yes, I feel a little broken in places,
fractured where pins held me together.
They don't tell you when it's coming,
only spoil that the damage strays beyond
realisation.
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Sad Girl
PoetryPoetry from a sad girl Ranging from love to heartbreak, happiness to sadness and feeling low to depression and so on. I hope people find that they can relate to what I write and by taking in the words that they find healing. All Rights Reserved Cop...
