the things we need to feel
are the ones that left the deepest scars
grief never heals right
it bleeds you dry
but you never die
the deepest hate is the one we save for ourselves
poison pumps in our veins
as we sacrifice anything beautiful that blooms
the loss of our potential selves
leaves us looking at reflections in shattered glass
it will never pieced together the same
blood and sweat will mix with the pain
hating that this is the best we can be
let the glass turn to dust to be swept away
buy a new mirror
start a new day
it is okay to feel this way
About the Creator
Hufflecup
I want nothing more than to dedicate my life to writing, so I figured I would start here to test the waters. I will be submitting stories to as many communities as possible.
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I really enjoyed reading that ❤️, and I hope you 'll read my stories and rate me on them because I care about your opinion🥰💝