When you scream, when we fight,
Do I ever cross your mind?
I know you see my glossy eyes behind the brown iris covered in sheets of tears. Immediately they fall into a river of tears and it pours like rain from the thunder of your voice it frightens me that you'll cause an earthquake with your mouth aloud and yet...
Do my feelings ever cross your mind?
I know my well-being is everything it offers so you saying you don't care....It is the brick your heart has become.
The epitome of couldn't care less.
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Author:
lay lay (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Honestly I haven't been on this website in a while, I am sorry. The only I can say is the sad feeling of heartbreak has come to me in the past couple of days. You wish for someone to be there for you and they are but as soon as it's too hard for them... they let go. Which is stupid because I know they would want me to hold their hand as they cross the street and never let go. Which is a dilemma I have, not being able to let go. This poem is pretty straight forward and I wrote this after I was hurt. Now as you read this I am fine because this site helps me bounce back 10 times harder.
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