Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2017
You always ask me why,
it's so hard for me to get close.
But when I actually try,
I lose my fingers and my toes.

I hate giving my all
and getting nothing in return.
And that's why I build my wall,
before I crash and burn.
Can you please stop playing with my heart? It's physically hurting me...
Luna Marie
Written by
Luna Marie  17/Adventuring
(17/Adventuring)   
  1.4k
       Sue Huff, kim, ---, alex, Mack and 34 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems