• namelessmaybe 18w

    A little messed up.

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    Why do I need to be broken to be loved?

    Why do I need to be broken to be loved?
    Why can't I be perfectly fine for that?
    The ones I turned to, for love,
    They stripped me off, not to make love
    But they were looking for scars to cherish.
    They didn't find any and I was left.
    Maybe to get them.
    When they were touching the pores of my soul,
    They kept on scratching till I bleed.
    Or was it till I stop bleeding.
    But I didn't make any noise.
    Because I was finally broken.
    Beautiful, didn't it turn out to be?
    For, everybody wants to love me now
    To make up when they didn't.
    ©namelessmaybe
    (17/4/18)