Broken Pieces of You...
Wreckage of Love Beyond the wreckage Of the damaged self Is a heart in a broken shelve They slept and wept Amidst the gory slots Of the grueling past Shredded pieces of hearts and faith Set on the table on a disrupted plate His ego runs him over Ravaged severely by insecurity Drowned in his own arroyo Of his egotistical innuendos Free radical venom Infected his possessive nerves Fraud of toxic air In the grasping lungs of their love Her infirmity out-played her Her voice caught up in her throat... Sign in to see full entry.