I gave you my heart
With hopes you'd keep it safe
Instead your hands caused it to chafe
I was puddy in your hands
You could pull, push, fold and bend me at all your commands
I was playdough left in a container with no lid
Dried out, of no use, you tossed me in the trash, you did
I was of one time use to you
I am nothing special, I already knew
YOU ARE READING
Misled By A Heart
Poetry⚠️ *Trigger Warning* ⚠-contains self-harm, sexual assault, and abuse. Reader discretion is advised. Do you sit awake at night? Do you feel your heartbreak? Do your words never seem quite right? How much can one person take? Misled By a Heart https:...
