Its the fact you took that knife you knew would hurt me and you cut through the scars you help me heal , you kept on slicing all my scars open that was hidden or visible and you left all to bleed . After that you wasn't satisfied so you cut new ones to call your own .
You left my body screaming for mercy, drained and begging to quit just to be free from this misery but my soul does not accept defeat so I have to continue living knowing you've ruin me .
Sadly I have to live in this torturous cycle , that is called life.
Its crazy how much you have to take and accept just to be alive , just to keep on living . Death sure knows how to be tempting and welcoming ............🥀
YOU ARE READING
The unspoken
PoetryThis is not like the basics stories... this where you would read and relate to facts that you couldn't voice out in words . This where i share my feelings to the whole world ✍🏾
