I was scared, but I tried
I was confused, but I tried
Not because I was too
naive and desperate
But because I trusted you
Thought I would be fine
Thought I figured out
What heartache is
But no, I didn't
And I'm not fine at all
I gave you what was left of me
But you dropped me on the ground
Now everything I am
Is shattered into pieces
-There's nothing left of me.
-Jon
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U N S P O K E N
PoetryMy first work "UnSpoken" which is very close to my heart and I am proud of. It's a collection of all the feelings and emotions of my heart. That I am comfortable enough now to write and share to everyone. I hope you can relate yourself on it and I...
