The Crack of Bone

A bad break-up...life experience.

Desolate clouds crowd my mind,
a haze of grey takes over
and I'm suffocated by the thought of you.
I'm struggling in my own mind.
To stay away from thoughts that blind.
The

pain of memories,
sharper then the crack of bone,
I was wrong
and now I'm alone.
Drifting through what you left,
wishing you still loved me.

Author's Note

How does this poem make you feel? Do you like the metaphors I used? ...I think I used metaphors... XD
Thanks for Reading.