Broken glass on the floor
Couldn't take it anymore
I didn't like what I saw
Flaw after flaw
I cut my feet on the glass
As I let my anger pass
I walk out of the room
And into my tomb
I wrap myself in insecurity
For what I lack in purity
Negativity fills my ears
Filling just eyes with tears
Water lands at my feet
These tears, I can't defeat
I'm beginning to drown
I start to break down
I've breathed my last breath
I'm ready to welcome death
Insecurity has won this war
And I'm left tired and sore
I surrender, I yield
I have no more shield
My sword has left my hand
And now rests in the sand
This tomb is where I'll lay
Nobody decided to stay
So I lay here alone
Guess I should've known
YOU ARE READING
A Man with Love in His Heart
PoetryHere lies a collection of love poems from someone who still believes in love in this day and age- Other_Side_Of_Me_Poetry. (Also big thanks for the cover art, I couldn't draw this for the life of me)
