Playing too much
Or none at all
Knees get scrapped
Injuries may be faked
From punching a rib
Or taking a fall
And I'm sorry about your finger
The skin is torn and a fire lingers
Sorry about your bruise
Its not like you to lose
Although, you never really lost
You were always on top
Always pushed the hardest
Making my heart drop
For every moment I hurt myself
Hurting you
It seems like you'll never lose
YOU ARE READING
Well....Shit🔪
PoetryPoems, songs, shorts by @NarryWinchester - Megan Jones and unnamed others Submit through pm Tw: depressing themes
