How bad it would hurt

 

Look at her 

Broken and torn apart 

She can't even tell her feelings apart 

For a simple reason, that earlier she departed

That she began unready...

Gave her heart away at sixteen 

The guy gave it a stab, only remained a small piece ( maybe to make another start)

Now she weeps at the stars 

And wonder why, so early, she had to bear the scars 

Why she never knew how bad it would hurt...

Demons in her mind; "find a cliff and jump"

Battles every last of these thoughts, maybe part of her is smart 

She lies down and curse her heart, swears never to love again

With all might she picks up herself

And make ways to the city of shells 

To find another, another shell; in which a better shelter she would get 

Maybe, just maybe she'll love again

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© amimoh