Stabbing Pain. Pain in my chest. Pain I cant relate to. Pain that
lets me know. Know how much I care or...something. Something I've
never felt. Fear rushes as realization comes. Comes into play. I'm
not ready! I cant let him know! Know this feeling, if I really do.
Everything will be over. Pain coursing. Coursing with every breath.
Every beat of my heart The warmth that spreads. Spreads when we
touch. I told him it was a hoax. I told him I didnt love him. I
couldnt be more wrong. I know this, this feeling. I know it leaves
people. BROKEN! Im already broken. Im just not ready... Ready to be
shattered. I cant feel the cold. Not after I felt that warmth! All
I will be. All I will ever be, if he leaves... Is ice. Shattered
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