My hands shakeA Poem by mickyMy mind is a complex maze Filled with monsters and a reply of each bad memory Everything is in a blurry haze I wish it as differently I spend my night out running my nightmares Waking with a cold sweat and a pulsing heartache Spending my day avoiding there blank stares Hiding my hands that tend to shake Hiding the fears within my dark soul Im nothing more than shattered pieces on the floor This gaping whole.. in my chest,Ill never be more Ill always just be this broken girl...lost Leaving behind broken bridges That Iv'e already crossed No point in sewing new stitches Coz Ill never have enough thread To broken to care Im practically already dead As my life goes by in a blare And my hands they always shake Reminding me im unsteady Reminding me of every mistake And my heart can't take this weight,its just to heavy © 2016 mickyReviews
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