I kept thinking maybe if I held my hand to the burning hot end of your broken promises
That one day I would stop feeling... one day it wouldn't hurt me anymore
Turns out the pain eventually made me numb
But through the fire singed flesh and the constant smell of smoking disappointment the healing made me dizzy with agony.
I can still see me standing in front of you palms open and outstretched begging for you to cry with me... for once feel what I felt... be the relief I needed
And the near smile on your face when you backed away, ignoring my wounds with a look in your eyes that said "I never asked you to."
About the Creator
Brooke Travis
I'm a single mom of three. I have two boys and a girl. I've been through a lot in the past, but I has given me the motivation to write. I've been writing since I was 14. I've never really shared my work outside of my friends and family.
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