Classy Poems

I couldn’t handle the glass,
It got broken a million times.
When I got clean,
The rock broke my spine.
I turned the pages back,
Found one was burnt.
Now I see myself,
Turning blunt.
A lesson learnt,
Trying means nothing.
Lost the one who,
Meant everything.
Now I stay in a dark town,
Without no-one here.
Holding the memories,
We had a love affair.
Wondering who’s going to be-
The lucky one.
The blood stained my soul,
When I found it, I wasn’t the one.