Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Shame On Me.

The feelings.
Of hurt.
Is it painful?
I don't know.
It just hurts.

Like wrapping.
A present.
Cutting the tape.
Like cutting.
With a blade.

I'm unbreakable.
But I'm breaking.
Apart.
Wrap me up.
Cut through me.

Enough.
It hurts.
I can't listen.
Anymore.
No more.

It's all your fault.
I'm like this.
I don't like it.
Shame on you.
Shame on me.

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