Broken Angel
A poem about how I FELT with my best friend.....
I wallow in the vast seas of self-pity...
And quickly shut this world off from you...
At least.... So I Thought...
I never wanted you to see this....
To see the evil beneath this supposed "Angel"...
I wanted you to think of me as you always had...
Strong, independent, kind, and what you thought was beautiful...
But beneath the surface I feel;
Useless, weak, dependent, a bitch, and ugly...
What you saw in me I never understood...
But I loved you for that...
Those kind words you said breaking into the cold, solid crystal that was my heart...
But beneath that...
I resented you....
Everyone always loved you as I was left behind...
You tried to get me out there, but I was so isolated...
I realized people weren't for me... BUT you were...
The day you betrayed me that broke what I had left of a heart...
How could you?
You said "Sorry", but how can I TRUST you?
That's what you get for wanting something unwanted....
This "angel's" wing will never fly...
Because your love had grew them... BUT...
The betrayal ripped them painfully and slowly off...
Leaving crimson trails of blood flowing from fresh wounds...
Flowing into little pools at my feet...
Now they say I'm broken...
What do you think my love?
AM I broken?


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