It's over
Everything- it's over
Everything worth speaking and seeing
you have cast a storm over my sky
brought the dark clouds into sight
left me alone strangled and tight
to take the blame for something not right
caused by your hands to your delight
but why is it like this
why is the boat sailing away empty and the horse with a saddle but no person
simple
because everything became over
over at the hands of your torturous might
YOU ARE READING
serendipity 一 poems
Poetryshort poems by a teenage girl who changes her style multiple times throughout this book. 11/13/15 - #34
