Broken: Treatment Poems Collection Poem by Ray Mesa
Broken: Treatment Poems Collection
Feelings so low
That they barely breathe
I'm so alone
That I barely see
What kept us hand in hand?
What kept us lip to lip
Now, I can barely stand
now the pieces fit
I'm broken without you
But I'm unable to love you
I never hated you
But now I want to kill you
It was always you
Suicide didn’t break me
and neither will you
God don't take me
until these sidewalk is new
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8/29/2026 7:06:10 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Ray, i love your poem! it reminds me of me and my past loves! except im a gurl! well if you get a chance, check out my poems! love always Pete Wentz' Babe (my real name is Star)