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mars Feb 2017
this is what heartbreak looks like.

you looking at him

him looking at you

me, absent.

I know what love looks like.

this is what heartbreak sounds like.

your promises you would never do this to me

my heart breaking more when you did

this is what heartbreak is.

the smiles you two share when you know he is not free

still caged, still wings flapping,

and me

wings broken.

left behind

to fend for myself

weak and tattered on the floor
part two
rained-on parade Dec 2014
I think I killed myself
the day I started expecting
good things
for myself.
As if to punish myself I wish for good things.

— The End —