i never liked
the way your eyes shone
every time
you tried
to make them believe
what they didn't
stand for
even on that night
i followed your searching eyes
as they thirsted
for more, more, more
what else could you say
what would hurt the most
what wouldn't let the pain go away
something only known by you
everyone has their breaking point
their achilles heel
when they tear open
rip apart skin
and shatter
and everything rushes out
even if they try
their very best
to hold it back
you found mine
and i found yours
we keep going back and forth
what escapes
from underneath
the facade
we put on
everyday
fucking hell can it hurt
YOU ARE READING
from me to you
Poetryto: the woman who made my nightmares come true from: the trembling girl who hides under the sheets in her room (tw)
