All these people
With pain in their faces
Bruises on their souls
And cracks in their hearts
We found ourselves
Trying to survive the death
Of what we thought was love
Fighting to make sense of a reality
That is now a lie
YOU ARE READING
that's Y I wrote iT.
PoetryDrink up~ the loneliness. Broken.~ Crushed.~ Shattered.~ Torn.~ Explore my deepest.. We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces I remember bei...
