I never understood when people said
how it felt to have your heartbroken.
Until it was me,
lying on the bathroom floor,
with mascara running down my face
gasping for air.
So dont you dare say
you have never killed anyone
because that night,
you killed me.
YOU ARE READING
dark thoughts - discontinued
PoetryCompilation of dark poems. - Trigger Warning. Highest Rankings: Poetry #24 Short Story #44 (7·07·14)