Category: Poems

All the memories. The times we wish would come back, But it wouldn’t be the same.

The frigid air weaves through her hair She feels so bare As the cold nips at her skin Just like it’s always been When she doesn’t notice this it’s rare It’s almost a scare She usually feels pins But when she doesn’t somethings wrong within

Betrayal consumes her. There’s nothing left but the dark void; The void where she use to exist; Where she use to thrive, That was before her walls came crashing down. The bricks hit every important part of her,  Smashing them to dust, Never to be seen again And leaving her with nothing.