(oops been over a month since my last poetry post. I'm bad)
It hurts you know,
this feeling you just leave me with
I'm left picking up pieces
once again.
I'll let you go
like you always do
oblivious to my pain.
But you'll say it was nothing;
I am overreacting again as I always do
I'm too emo you say
and laugh while I stand in the ruins.
I'm always left in the wake of other's dreams
I have to work twice as hard to regain footing
but still the deep agony
returns
I'll just grow an even thicker skin
and no one will notice the difference.
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