brokenA Poem by a-decaying-soul
You broke me down
Are you proud? Leaving me to decay, when no one is around Its so black in my head, but I guess you don't care Or maybe you never knew, what its like to feel so blue Well ill tell it to you I feel tortured like all of my bones are broken A lump is stuck in my throat I breath, but then i dont Im a decaying soul, dying from within The damage is invisible, so i use my hands and a razor to show it on my skin And whats worst of all, is you will never see how you hurt me, how you broke me, broke me down. © 2014 a-decaying-soul |
StatsAuthora-decaying-soulCoventry, Coundon, United KingdomAboutI am a young individual who aspires to become a writer/poet. Some of my greatest influences have came from beautiful poetic people such as Sylvia Plath and Oscar Wilde. I also produce a series of abst.. more..Writing
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