I fumed
i cried.
screamed
Red in rage.
Love letters into pieces
Why?
Why her?
You loved me?
Scrawled pages
Blank faces
U wont tell me
Im going crazy
Nothing revealing
I called u.
The line went dead
Our love is lost
Invisible
Whom will i wed?
Love For the rest of my life?
I was waiting
Waiting
Waiting for u
Im mad
Broken
depressed
Dear Ted, this ones for u.
You want to meet friday night to talk
I cant
I wont
You can just have my words
My note
Scribbled and in ur locker
I hate u!
I hate u!
Fuming
I see Red
A Slap
That's what you'll get
Dear, ted,
I,I
im wilted but im not broken.
The sun will come out soon
The rain will pour
And i will regrow my roots
I'll shine i'll shine
Watch me
Ill shine
YOU ARE READING
Wilted but no broken, you will never hurt me again
PoetryPoems about letting go and living