stop
By georgina. •
the broken symbol of love
a metaphor of time
i do nothing but call you 'liar'
as i read each insignificant line
stop just writing words
let me show you all my scars
the bruises ive never revealed
the cuts that never got me far
the ache thats not dismissed
doesnt skip a beat
my head hung in shame
as i stare blankly towards feet
rare as shooting stars
the words i never hear
the feeling that im losing grip
time to face my final fear