***This is not a poem, i wrote it for my Beautiful...
Her name is Britty... i love her.... she is a...

No fairytale is perfect
Every story has a flaw...

Pictures of reality
Flashing through my mind...

Take my hand
Watch me fall...

Perfection in her eyes
Is impossible to find...

All my pain has numbed me
No longer can i feel...

This broken angel is about to fall
No longer will she live...

No, your right, I am not tough
Yes, every night I cry...

Do you know how much you hurt me
With the word you speak; so harsh...

I don't tell you my secrets,
My trust comes at a cost...

Pulling at each mound of fat
That hangs upon my skin...

You wonder why I did It
You think that I was weak...