Alone. Nothing but alone
Trapped. Always fucking trapped.We cry, we beg, we try to kill the pain
Just so we can say we've lived again
But no matter how hard we try
In the end, we always just dieHere I am, without anything
Lost in a torrent of agony
Wishing I could say
I don't blame you for all this painEven though I'd be lying
I'd say it just to ease your mind
But even though I have always tried
To be different from the truthI am the monster
That you created
A fallen angel you desecrated
No matter what, I'll always hate itBeing so damn isolated
It's killing me so slowly
Trapped and alone and left for dead
It's not what you meant, but what you saidHere I am,
I'm the monster you createdAnd I'm done with being so trapped
And isolated ....
You can make me fade away
But still, I'll remainSo when you think of me
All scared and so unappreciated
I just hope you can see
That I am the monster you created

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Poetry Book: Songs from the Heart [COMPLETED]
ПоэзияA collection of poems written by me. Enjoy!