Thinking if those broken promises.
Lies that had been told.
The blanked messages
And myself feeling empty needing a clutch.
Forcing myself in a endless sad cycle..
Asking will it end
When is it enough
How to stop the pain
And finally an idea..
Fiecie myself to go numb
Forget almost
Act like it never happened.
If ut happens it will hurt
Being reminded hurt
Being asked why dream person
The first name. That came to mind
Was your
Now your gine.
Like you never loved me
Like me
Wanted to date me.
Was i ever enough
Will I ever be enough
Zone out at lunch.
Simple "are you OK?"
Results in a lie told by many.
"I'm fine"
Then you bat an eyelid.
And just know your mot alone no one is alone. I'm here to talk.
YOU ARE READING
Heart On Fire
PoetryI wrote poems, I like to write them they may suck but it made me feel like I was being romantic or straight up sweet. After getting harrased by one person and saying my poetry isn't real or that I'd be better in my own language. I write what 8 feel...
