Many of these poems have been written before,
But I'll write just one more,
Of agony, deceit, liars,
Drowning in a pool of fire.
You broke me,
Split me in half,
Didn't bother to fix me,
You took off with a laugh.
You smiled at me,
While you were breaking me,
All of those times,
You were taking me.
So come back right now,
I've begged you on my knees,
But now I'm telling you to do this,
FIX ME |