My own Pain in Everything and Nothing

  • March 1, 2020, 7:56 p.m.
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I sat and stared
Mirror broken
All things left unsaid

I hold back
The atrocity

I feel you
Here
By my side

The cold
My weakness
The shame

I wish you
Would talk to me
Shadow
I follow, carelessly

I hold back
This atrocity

I care
No return necessary
Though
The toll it takes on me

The taste in my mouth
My soul, this shroud
I wish you would forgive

I am the broken heart
Holding back
Words unsaid

I am your shadow


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