I know this isn’t hard for you, but don’t play with my emotions
Every time you feel conflicted.
It might have been easy for you to leave when you felt the need,
And I without strength lay defeated.
...
Beds of black roses,
Memorials of the lurking trouble the broken pieces pose.
Fractures of a dismantled locket,
Part of a scrapbook with an unkown truth dubbed in dirt.
...
It’s not the fear of falling but that of never rising,
Because I ran out of resets due to past attempts.
It’s a journey you can’t always come back from let alone forgetting your way home,
And though it never hurts to try it’s not worth a broken a heart.
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Fractured But Whole
I know this isn’t hard for you, but don’t play with my emotions
Every time you feel conflicted.
It might have been easy for you to leave when you felt the need,
And I without strength lay defeated.
I could conjure lies, fake smiles to hide my leaking eyes,
Pretend not to care though depleted.
If only I could gather the courage to numb my heart and not feel,
But how can I when my spirit has wilted?
I guess the dreams I bought when you sold your thoughts
Inflated false hope only to have it shuttered.