my happiness died down. i was merely a lifeless form. don't tell me you tried, i needed help;
an answer, you abused that, and broke me,
you walked away from the mess you made,
that mess was me. but now i'm far too gone,
and you're lost in the dark.
YOU ARE READING
constellated stars
Poetry❝no❞ might make him angry, but it will set you free. - if no one has ever told you, your freedom is more important than their anger. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #28 in poetry #25 in poetrycollection
