Do you know that feeling
When your heart, still beating,
Is ripped outside of your chest?
Then thrown to the ground in tattered mounds
And you're told to pick up what's left?
Well, what if I said there's a side of me
That no one else will ever see
And you are just the first to know
(And probably the last)
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryA bunch of poems that I've written on various topics. Most of them are a bit dark, so if you get triggered easily I wouldn't suggest reading them. The reason it's rated as mature is because I don't know whether it would be too much for certain audie...
