the world's broken
hurt is seeping out from the cracks
fix it with false promises
let's run away
and hide
far above the chaos
they'll tell of us and
how we up and dusted
to the moon
the world's broken
heartache rains from maudlin clouds
heal it with ugly truths from lie-coated lips
let's run away
and hide
far beneath the chaos
they'll tell of us and
how we buried ourselves
in yesterday's dust
the world's broken, dear
and they don't seem to know
that they can fix it
simply with words
and a smile
YOU ARE READING
Unsent
Poetry"Write hard and clear about what hurts" - Ernest Hemmingway Poetry and drabble I've written for various people that I have yet to send.
