You have two people living inside you,
one who loves me,
another who is wary,
this is how I know you have been hurt before,
and I feel them both.
© soulreserve 2015
poetry was an escape,
until I fell in love,
with a poet…
and now I feel the words constraining me
© soulreserve 2015
It was never easy to break me
but you knew how,
And now,
the peices of my heart rattle
in their panes.
© soulreserve 2015