It's time to stop
Look up and notice your inability to keep fighting
Your more than hurt, you're breaking, screaming with tears that no longer show pure
That glimmer in your eyes that showed so many hope
Has now dulled to the emptiness you feel most
The wings you once were growing so young
You now walk into deception indenial of the obvious pain you continuously bleed out from
kissing the dirt as you lay pressured from those you let walk over you
Lying to yourself with the purpose of protection to them
Hiding behind you with a smile as they use you for a shield
Stabbed.
Thrown!
Suffocated-
Starting from small wounds that open wider as you stretch yourself apart
And you still claim safety
Wings now being plucked and torn apart
Lifted by hair
You show swollen and bruised you spit out in disgust with a smile saying
"Bring it on bitch"
Take a hint!
What purpose is left
You look back with no one left at your side now
With the fault of your own
Declaring ongoing war, pushing others out of assistance when a hand is given
You're hearts too kind for your own good
Not everyone's worth saving
You can't win them all
Read the silver lining in-between when you're not at all
But instead just wanted for the use of your vulnerability
YOU ARE READING
Expression Is Priceless
PoetryThere's always thoughts and feelings to be shared. Or perhaps just run through your mind as you go on about your day. Am I right?
