pale, sad little girls drown themselves in bath tubs,
starve yourself until you're skinny and pretty,
damp, messy hair- that reaches her thighs- floats,
broken up, plump, lips - bleed,
slit your wrists and bathe in the blood,
spreading in the dirty water,
find your beloved one while innocently skinny dipping,
the world is a shade of grey and pink,
trees cry as their leaves leave in the autumn wind,
innocent girls greet you with bambi-doe eyes,
perhaps they weren't so innocent after all.
YOU ARE READING
nymphs
Şiir'u told me as u cried- fairytales are just a lie' :: where i share my poems ! (๑ᵔ⤙ᵔ๑)
