Cringe
Your words will cut the strongest soul,
Like a hot knife would do butter.
Sinking down into the core,
heart and emotions a splatter.
How do you make me feel so weak?
Like a dry twig under a giant's feet.
I cringe and cry under your reign,
as you prove your strength again and again.
Your never happy if you aren't in control,
Set me on fire,
your on a roll.
You'll only stop once I have lost.
Take what you need, whatever the cost.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Paper Cut Eyes
PuisiThese are just some of the poems I write. My emotions in writing.
