Regret
I used to feel I was alone
My life was very rough
Surrounded by friends who loved me
It was never good enough
She was always there for me
Through every breakdown of mine
Comforting, caring, giving a damn
And I thought that she was fine
Internally she struggled immensely
Trying to be perfect
Refusing food with bloody wrists
Her pain she didn't reflect
She broke one day like fragile glass
Shattered inside and out
I didn't see until too late
Too consumed with my own doubt
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tealtearposted on 07/10/2009
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