Poems from jfread14
i used to be a mirror
a picture of pristine perfection
a beautiful girl
with a beautiul frame
then i was shattered
who was to blame?
a...
the way her body feels
under my hands
is a feeling i will never forget
the way her eyes are so deep
so beautiful
i could swim in them all...
just one more
one more line
down my scarred forearm
one more prayer
that god will let me go
one more drop of blood
leaking onto the tile...
their screams block out my echos
my cries for help
as the inner child in me crumbles
and dies
slowly but surely
i wonder to myself
will she...
ive become so dependent on your smile
the way your voice lights up
when you see me
the way your eyes travel over mine
the way they sink...