After He already started part 3A Poem by Macie BradleyThis time I can barely smile, and now it's because he's feeling like another Kyle. He is always missing, sometimes I wonder if it was the kissing. Now he's feeling like a bad a*s mother f*****g heart slayer and damn I'm praying that he not a real dumb a*s player. That's what everyone's always saying. I wanna try, I wanna try but it's not gonna work or even be in progress if your just gonna stand there like a dead beat. I don't want to be broken and played like a game of scatter. It all really does matter. If you wanna be the nearest to my heart, stop tearing me apart. Stop breaking me down. It only makes the sky's grow grayer though my day. I thought I was the one to be blamed and put to shame but I'm not the one who's f*****g lame.
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1 Review Added on April 21, 2016 Last Updated on June 9, 2016 AuthorMacie BradleyJacksonville, FLAboutMy writings are mostly about romance and darkness that many people including my self have felt recovery the hardest to get but always got to try. more..Writing
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