at night, when i'm alone...
that's when the demons come.
they mimic your smile
and your kind blue eyes.
the sound of your laugh
fills all the open spaces in my bedroom.
they use your voice to whisper
toxic thoughts into my head.
they use the love i have for you
as a form of deadly torture.
no matter where i look,
you're there, ready to pull me
into your malicious games,
filled with mischievous tendencies.
i was an innocent who fell deep into
the rabbit hole of your schemes,
but my love wasn't enough for you.
so you decided to say "off with her head".
YOU ARE READING
The Girl Who Weeped Like A Willow
Poeziethis is a book of poetry that will be updated regularly. it holds my deepest thoughts and feelings. some poems will have trigger warnings. this collection of poems is based off of heartbreak and losing someone who means the world to you but also los...
