Bumps, cracks,
Breaking my soul.
Chipping away the outer shell.
Leaving the inside
So open
For everyone to break.
Like wiping shoes on a rug.
Scraping your feet on my soul.
Tearing it apart.
Never saying sorry.
Never caring.
Never crying.
Never understanding.
-Kada Iles
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 3:23 PM UTC
Bumps, cracks,
Breaking my soul.
Chipping away the outer shell.
Leaving the inside
So open
For everyone to break.
Like wiping shoes on a rug.
Scraping your feet on my soul.
Tearing it apart.
Never saying sorry.
Never caring.
Never crying.
Never understanding.
-Kada Iles
Ouch. This hurt to write.