You took my heart and cut it into pieces
Poured salt on the wounds and left me there
I didn't know until you hurt me like this
You really are a professional liar!
I took my broken heart and placed it back in
Bandaged it and pretended everything was fine
You didn't know until you saw me doing this
I really am a professional liar!
They see me crying and ignore it with no words
Give me a glance and leave me struggling
They don't know how much they will hurt
After ignoring me, thinking I'm okay.
I get back up, dry my tears, and continue on
Give them a glare and make them feel guilty
I didn't know I could be this petty to someone
After being hurt, I become so pathetic.
You see me struggling to get by
But you don't feel any guilt
I didn't know you could be so heartless
You really are a professional liar!
I see myself in the mirror broken and bruised
And I shed tears at this pathetic reality
You didn't know you broke me this badly
You really are just pathetic.
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~𝔼𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕪- my poems!~
Poetryempathy (noun)- the ability to understand and share the feelings of another. these are some of my poems! i'm so glad to share them with you! i hope you enjoy. warning- some of these are more rant/dark poems so do be aware of that before you read. th...
