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poetry of the broken

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By Skippie PetrovaPublished 5 years ago 2 min read

Remember

Remember back to

When we had a reason

When our best was good enough

We believed every lie

Miss placing out hope

Set to hang us

There scars are here forever

How did we end up like this

As time fades on everything

Becomes clearer

We put fear back in their eyes

As they call for out demise

Remember the way they made you feel

Remember how it ate you up inside

Never let what we were wash away

Never forget

Can you remind me ?

Can you mind me

How to feel ?

What its like to be alive

I've felt like i've been falling

For so long

I know i shouldn't stay

Everything is raging in my head.

Can you remind me

What its like to be alright?

Can you remind me

Before its to late.

Not the only one

I’ve crystallized my lungs

Sealing my fate

Finding new places to feel alive

Getting high on ill intentions

I know , i'm sick, cursed

Twisted and damned

Slowly rotting but,

I'm not the only one losing my mind

Maybe if we reach up to god

He’ll say a prayer for the damned

Find the place that scares you

I dare you

There's devils in the church

We’re all appalling

Hanging by a noose

I'm not the only one losing blood

Maybe if we reach to god

He’ll say a prayer for the damned

We’re all cursed

Damned to live

In this nightmare till

Hell sets us free

Second chance

What the hell happen to me

Im just a product

Of this living hell

Sometimes i wish i was dead

Like ive bleed out enough

I dont wanna live like this anymore

I dont want to live my coping

Im done with hoping

I cant escape

Im just looking for

A second chance

Who will save me

I don't wanna leave

Wheres the blood i gave you

Ill just lay on the rails

Id beg for mercy if i had a chance

So where the fuck do i go from here

Sometimes you get lost in your head and you don't always make it back the same but , that's okay. One day I saw the most beautiful thing ever in your eyes . it wasn't glitter or a sparkle but a flame.

The demons playing with matches that you tried so hard to tame danced and giggle in your eyes making the most beautiful magical thing ever.

sad poetry

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Skippie Petrova

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