Ill pretend if you can

you fixed me

or so it seemed 

high off love 

filled with electricity 

shattered on the floor 

somethings are best unexplored 

it just didnt sparkle 

it just didnt grow 

at least this time 

i know where the pieces go

Reviews

[Breana Seabrooks]

I think this is a great piece.

[Nicholas]

thank you!

[~]

I liked the sad sincerity of this poem Nicholas. Great last two lines. Your style seems a bit familiar.. good to meet you :D

[Nicholas]

thanks skittles :)