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Apr 3
i spent my days in your arms.
crying laughing while you faked a british accent.
i learned how to break hearts
through flinching every time you raised a finger. 
i learned how to destroy myself through loving you,
putting your needs before mine,
your wants,
your desires.
breaking my soul,
asking “how high?” when you tell me to jump.
we had no way of knowing things would end the way they did.
but maybe you did,
you break hearts that’s your thing.
you make a girl fall in love
and cut out her heart to put in a jar;
a jar full of the hearts of all your past broken girls.
*******, you called them.
you told them they were worth nothing more than the dirt
on the bottom of your shoe.
you told me the same, but worse.
you promised me the world,
only to take my life from beneath me.
you told me you loved me, only to break me.
you destroyed my heart and laughed while i cried.
emotionally unstable,
that’s my classification,
though it seems it has become me.
i am no longer stable,
and i guess i have you to thank for that.
Written by
Kennedy  18/F
(18/F)   
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