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  Aug 2014 Cayla frazier
WickedHope
broken
‘perhaps we are broken together’
what a lie
you tried to tell me
‘we can fix each other’
i’ll give
as much to say that’s true
but you didn’t follow through
you picked up pieces
glued them together
for what
to “fix” only yourself
all you did was shatter
all that you held
in your hands

broken
we are not broken together
we are broken apart
i tried to tell you
but you never cared to listen
you stole for yourself
you know this much is true
that  you are so hollow through and through
you broke me to pieces
i had finally glued together
for what
because i was nothing
although you once cared
[all that matters now is
nothing]
**Hey, I am looking for suggestions for the last two lines, they aren't at all finite but I was stuck and wanted to get this up. So feedback please!
  Aug 2014 Cayla frazier
WickedHope
moving on is so hard
almost numb
removing a part of yourself
breaking apart
never knowing
how you got this
far from the start

moving on is so weightless
almost numb
removing an old part of yourself
to make room
for someone else
overjoyed with the thought
of a fresh start
Cayla frazier Aug 2014
Beside me he peacefully sleeps,
not knowing the fears I secretly keep.

The fears that silently tear me apart,
those I keep hidden within my heart.

Not knowing how it will all turn out,
is the roughest part without a doubt.

Doctors tell me there is always hope,
but nothing really helps me cope.

My fear of never being able to say,
that we have a baby on the way.

-cayla frazier
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