Poem By Frankie Stones
My Heart Already broken and scattered from the unthinkable thing I had done. He chose to break it that bit more by scorning me. Burning my flesh with an army of unrelenting attacks on the way I had done the unthinkable. But I didn’t want to do it and yet deep down I knew I had too. I stayed and listened to every hurtful word because I knew I deserve it. It was the only pain i actually got from it besides looking into his eyes and seeing the hope glare back at me. I hated myself. Everything about myself and i knew I couldn’t change it. I had done it all over again and I was sure this wouldn’t be the last time either.