It isn't right.
I shouldn't have
To ask myself
Over and over again
If you really do
Love me.
I shouldn't have
To question
Whether or not
You'd save me
When I drown.
It should be
The only constant
In my life
When everything
And everyone
Is rushing out.
You should be.
Your love should be.
I should be able
To make decisions
With the faith
That even if they
May be wrong,
I'd still have you
Behind me
Holding me up
Whilst I fall.
Being my crutch,
My pill,
My safety
And my shield.
Because this,
The hate that
I see in your eyes
When you look at me,
It isn't right.
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Fragments Of A Broken Mind
PoetryJust a collaboration of all my poetry. They're all pretty sad, though. So, if you're looking for something to cheer you up, this ain't it. Don't forget to leave your feedback :)) And vote, please. Helps me know you liked it. And I'm kinda insecure...
