You can hold on but I wouldn’t waste your time

I fell with the first leaves of fall.
Broken fragile
Crushed down to less with every step
Of everyone walking over me
No one could see me down there
Still barely alive not living
Turning breaking
disintegrating into dust
I couldn’t see me anymore
I faded into you
Until there was nothing left of myself
That’s when you left me
Down in the darkness alone
In the hole
I helped you crawl out of.
Now you’re on top
And I’m slowly dying
Slowly trying
To see
Or find
My way ( a way… Any way)
OUT
is there any?
I don’t know
Right now
I’m a broken girl
With a Broken heart
Broken by
Loving you

-kyoko cole
November
2014

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