Broken

Broken.
Like bones in a grave.
Before you,
I was strong
I was brave.

I didn’t think you were anything
else but safe.
But your phone password said it.
Then that day 
I needed you,
You ran away.
Hid in plain sight.
Like a coward
you took fuckin flight.

But first,
Isolated me
Til I had nothing left.
You said you did nothing
But the silence is what
killed me to death.

Could’ve told me you hate me
Could’ve told me we’re done
Even if the silence
Screamed it,
You didn’t tell me we’re done.

I panicked alone,
All by myself.
The whole time you
Had somebody else.
But my panic tortured you,
You said it yourself.

How was it love.
If there wasn’t an out.
I died inside.
I missed my old self.
The happy woman I was
Before she met your broken self.

If I was a drug,
maybe you’d notice.
Maybe you’d fight for me.
Maybe you’d be here.
Maybe you would’ve been chosen.
But you lost me forever 
When you turned reality into,
My biggest fucking fear.

All I did, was try to be there.
For a wounded soldier.
I carried the weight
Til I ended up broken.
Gasping for air,
I gave you my last breath.
Holding on to you,
I bled to death. 



Written tragically by Epiphany Tiffany 

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