She was cracking, but no one saw,
she was Bleeding, but no one cared,
she was broken, but no one fixed her.
She was blind, but no one helped,
she was cold, but no one warmed her,
she was breaking, but no one picked up her peaces to put her together.
She was falling, but no one caught her,
she was drowning, but no one could save her,
she was broken glass, but no one swept her up.
She was a closed curtain, but no one wanted her to open up,
she was all thoughs things, till she found him.
But if he becomes her everthing once it's all over she will no t recover and maybe even break worse. I know everytime I think someone is my everything, I just lose it all and become the rebel that is inside of me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I hope she stays with him and he takes good care of her. Good flow.