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What Is There To Repair?

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I do not quite believe,
It is just because I'm a teen.
Not because of hormones, no,
But something deep within my soul.

I'll suddenly drop my smile,
And sit just for a while.
And think of why it's now a frown,
But I never really know quite how.

What's wrong this time?
What happened to me here?
Nothing at all, no bit of crime,
Yet I want to shed a tear.

No tears fall again tonight,
I just sit and shake.
I finally whisper a short "Alright."
And lay down for my own sake.

I can't fix myself anymore,
I don't know what there is to repair.
All I know, it chills me to the core,
And as I freeze, I can only sit and stare.

Stare at how I break away,
As I slowly let go of myself.
You can't save me after today,
And neither can anyone else.

Maybe if I tried years ago,
To put the pieces in place.
My blood wouldn't fall like snow,
as tears run down my face.
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