She only said sorry
Like it was a last resort
Because deep down
I knew she didn't care.
He said he would never hurt me
But physically, he'd never.
Mentally,
That's how you cut the deepest.
Another friend gone
A ghost of the past
A reminder
Why to never trust the mass
Because the lies they speak
Are everyday
And if only then had I known
What to avoid
What to conquer
And what to cure
Because then my friends,
I'd know how to save my own life
Because words broke me
Not people
Not sticks
Nor stones
But tone of voice
And angered speech
Because if only
5 months ago
I'd known this
So I could save my own life.
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My Poetry Book
PoetryIn this book is a collection of poems that I may have personally written, or they may be from a published author. If they are from a published author or from the internet, all credit goes to them. I hope you enjoy these!
