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Aug 2018
The way my heart wasBroken... I don’t wish that on my worst enemy
The way I wore his tears...... I don’t wish that on anyone
The way I walked around with my headdown feeling like a clown
for a few months
Scared to entertain another man’sConversation out of fear
that visions of a forever for me will never be clear
the pain hurts so bad felt like my heart was stabbed with a spear
people thoughts around me are so loud that my own I can no longer hear
my own personal thoughts causing to much confusion this is clear
still I keep telling myself that I’m worth it
just trying to pick myself up and figure out how to move on from here.
Blakbuttafly89
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     ---, Fawn, Puds and Moon Woman
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