i was saving you and you were killing me

i hurt myself when i stumbled across him

he was like broken glass on a playground

impaling my innocence 


when his eyes met mine

i saw into his soul

filled with pain

i knew how he was feeling

because i had felt the same


i wanted to fix him

i wanted to pick up the pieces and put him back together

i got cut along the way



eventually he got better

and then he was put together enough to get up and leave

but he didnt take me with him

now im sitting where i first found him

wondering if the pieces left on the floor are his

or mine

-Lydia Joy




Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s