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my mind goes into
panic
as i go into
tears

neither place
leaves room
for my heart

so it bleeds
on the stairs
i stare at the fire
but i'm not looking
at the flames

i'm looking at the
cinders
of a love burnt out
"a fire that burned that bright wasn't meant to last" -veronica roth
i found you slipper
made out of glass
followed your
bread crumb trail

all i found was a
rotting pumpkin
and my beating heart
crushed and mice infested

still i search
hoping to find you
but it's so hard
to reach someone
that doesn't want
to be found
i am looking
for okay
in all the
wrong places
i just don't know the right ones
i just
want
you
to
text
first

is
that
too
much?
thought we were getting somewhere.
i built walls
of glass around my
heart

and walls
of stone around my
mind

i protected my thoughts
with rock and cement
thinking myself so
wise

but i should have used the
glass
if you peek in
through my eyes
you won't find my
soul

all you'll see
is broken glass
from the walls
i built
around my heart

because that's
all that you
left
you took me with you, but left everything you broke to get me
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