Ripped Apart

by Beautiful Chaos   Sep 12, 2014


I wonder if it ever changes
This darkness in my head
A little voice, that screams so loud
My light, feels almost, dead

A coldness, that will never warm
Though living in my fire
Bitterness that once was sweet
Now drowning in my mire

Murky waters of my mind
That hold all hurt and pain
Seeping into everything
I loved, but now disdain

Holding back, the best I can
I try to learn and trust
But everyone I let inside
Turns it all to dust

Being who, they know they're not
To get inside my heart
Collecting all they want or need
Then ripping me apart

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