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“Broken Heart?”
Don’t ask me. I don’t know nothin’.
2 min readJun 10, 2020
Ripped apart at the seams
Everything ain’t what it seems
Tears stream
Anger steams
Everything inside me screams
Ain’t nobody to blame
But me
I ran
I walked
I crawled
Till I broke
Tears ran where ever they wanted
Till they soaked
Through my pores
I’ve been holding
Myself together
With scotch tape
And Elmer’s glue
Don’t hold it against me
If I couldn’t cope
With everything the world hoped
Ativan in my holster
I just can’t —
Maybe I should paint my face like the Joker
So I at least look sober
I needed to be held closer
But I fucked that up
Now I can barely hold my head on my shoulders