#damagedgoods
There she goes, running
From the fear she has of love
Never to return
Pushing them away
She keeps running endlessly
Never looking back
Aimless Direction
The only way is to run
Far away from love
There she goes again
Running from what she wants most
Never slowing down
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 2:41 PM UTC
"But I'm damaged" she said with watery eyes fixed on the moon
"We are all damaged goods...we are all cardboard boxes with fragile stickers handled by people that don't give a shit..and that's why we are shattered from the inside and that's why the deeper we get to know each other the more we hurt ourselves on the broken pieces but I guess rarely you find people tough and willing to rampage through it to find the pieces of you that aren't so sharp around the edges...the beautiful pieces of who you really are..and then they stick them together and try to fix us and sometimes they can..it's like we were never really broken..and if that's not something beautiful I don't know what is"
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 5:59 AM UTC
I struggle writing poems of admiration
because every man has stung me
with his loving hand.
Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 11:46 PM UTC