i saw what i saw,
how can you seem so shameful about that?
i came to the conclusion,
there will be no closure,
nor,
no ending
it's just like autumn leaves falling on the ground
one
by
one
you're insecure,
you take it out on people,
but never scream at yourself in the mirror when you have the urge to
you just love sucking the soul out of everyone,
it makes you feel good,
doesn't it?
i don't have a soul anymore,
you sucked it in you when you left
a part of me is within you,
i still have a part of me,
that's barely alive
it's over
YOU ARE READING
secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
Poetryi have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my story
