Questions

Questions 

If you cut me open

and took a look inside. 

You'd find more than 

a million questions. 

The most prominent being "why".

Like, why wasn't I good 

enough for you? 

Why must we be apart? 

Why couldn't you love me back? 

Why break my heart? 

Why come back? 

Only for you to go. 

Was I not broken enough

to feed your ravenous ego? 

Why can't I stop loving you? 

Clearly, I must be insane. 

A fool for love, a fool for you. 

A fool wallowing in pain. 

Drowning

Drowning 

By the time I realized

I was in love with you

it was too late. 

I was too far gone

to turn back. 

Now a huge part of

me is dead. 

You let me

drown alone. 

Cause you were

too afraid to swim. 

It

It

I tried to drown It. 

But It knows how to swim. 

I tried to starve It. 

But It feasts on 

fears and sorrow. 

I tried to cut It out. 

But It burrowed into my bones. 

I tried to forget It. 

But It's too much a part of me. 

I hate It. But it seems

 I'm It's favorite thing.

Broken

Broken

I'm a broken thing.

Floating on broken wings.

Crying diamond tears of broken things.

Broken hearted.

Broken soul.

Broken hope.

Nothing left to save.

For my pieces are all broken

and blown away.