The Lost Pieces
By brokensme
Lost pieces
Falling outÂ
Gone
All because of who we trusted
with us
Can't find the pieces
They wont give them back
They are going to keep it
But we have their pieces hostage too
Burning to fill the holes
Cure our illness
We do what
we can
To fix an unfixable problem
We fill the hole
with lost memories
Depression and anger
Guilt and sorrow
Pain
Afraid to let go
Fill in the hole
Trust another
With
our souls
Ruined by those in our past
The ones we thought
would last
The ones who treat us like trash
But we never see
it
Too late
Its only us that we will hate
It will
not be the true offender
It is only us
Blnded by what
could have been
Wishing as life passes us by
Sitting in the
corner wishing we'd die
Not going to those who care
Cleaning
out the hole
Pushing everyone away
Not wanting to get close
Still afrade
The closest one
Takes the bigest fall
The one who cares the most
Can only watch as you run
Author's Note:
To all those who have been there done thatComments on "The Lost Pieces"
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On Tuesday, April 16, 2013, BrokenKatra
(61) wrote:
lovely my dear :) you are amazingly talented ^.^ ♥
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On Tuesday, April 16, 2013, dwells
(4177) wrote:
As they said in Physics class "Nature abhors a vacuum" and your metaphor was indeed perfect (I use plastic wood), cheers!