Why give second chances to someone who never even deserved one. To someone who instead of asking questions was quick to jump the gun. Who threw me into a spiraling depression and sent my mental state in a crippling degression. All I wanted was to feel a small glimpse of love. The warm love everyone speaks so highly of. The pure love we all dream about. But with you I got a distorted train of thought that love,was nothing but emotional abuse and heart break. Its like, you were the villain and I was a damsel in distress too confused to realize you were never the hero. But now,I'm still a damsel in distress because you were the only hero I knew and now,in my eyes, ever hero is a villain and every villain is a hero. But in the end,neither is willing to save me.
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Hyacinths & Biscuits
PoetryCarl Sandburg once said "Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits." Enjoy this collection of poems, text messages, diary entries and more. Starting from age 15, and continuing to this day.
