I'm proud of this one, and you all wanted it. Here you go...it was difficult to write about it, but I knew I should. Love you.
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I try to keep life real,
Yet I don't know how to heal.
Those were never meant to shave.
Cutting, slicing;
In a haze.
I love him, I do
And I swore I'm over you.
But the nightmares are vivid,
Your yelling is livid.
It's so hard to fight it.
But it's wrong--
--so I write it.
YOU ARE READING
Poems for the Broken
PoetryJust poems I write in my spare time; I hope you enjoy them. Most are about depression, overcoming a past relationship, and anxiety. (There is a bit of a story line, and will have a story to compliment it out soon!)
