I'm sorry, but I'm trying.
I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel to give you more,
As much as I can give you.
But it's hard when I feel so empty,
So drained.
I'm giving you my all but what am I getting out of it?
YOU ARE READING
Bruised
Poetry"You poisoned me with your potion, Hexed me with your love and devotion. Now I lay in pieces, broken and brittle." Bruised is a poetry collection for the broken hearts and disappointed souls. It speaks words of wisdom, words of pain, and words of ad...
