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Dec 2016
Breaking in the wrong way,
But I know,
I can't accept,
it's the only way I know.

Getting off the bus a stop late;
I can barely feel the cold.

I'm more than the surface,
but I know some days,
I'm only a mirror.


I said things to you I know I never should have.

I have never been so scared.



I sleep in all morning because
I can barely face the day,
mornings are the worst.
I only find peace on the bus.

I've never been so apathetic;
the bus slides through the ice and for a moment I hope it doesn't stop.

I've never hated looking in the mirror so much and
I've never been so scared.

Breaking in the only way I know how,
It hurts my friends and can't stop it.

This morning i woke up to the sounds of my insides breaking,
It's become a staple.
Nolan Higgins
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