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Nov 1
i yearned to be liked
yearned to be wanted
yearned to be loved
and because of this
i grasped onto anything that looked as such
and held on too tight
i tried to be everything they wanted and more
gave all of me to all of them
and they took what they wanted from all of me and tossed the rest
so they took
and took
and took
and took
until the only thing i was left with was a pair of ****** hands
from holding on too tight
this is a me i used to know who’s starting to become too familiar again
Written by
Amiyahliz
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