They say the world is beautiful,
But how is it, when everybody destroyed it.
The rapists, murderers, kidnappers, abnoxious idiots who have too much power, and people who say they kill for a reason but what's the reason for murder, they never hurt you or anyone.
How can this world be beautiful with all the lies, heartbreaks, bullies, and abuse.
How can this world be beautiful when all I see is blood.
How can this world be beautiful when all I see are lies.
This world is horrifying,
It's made up of monsters who think what they're doing is right.
Maybe I will start calling this world beautiful, when they give that word a meaning,
And this world a new opportunity to actually be beautiful.
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Drowning In Sorrow- Poetry
Poetry*Trigger Warning* Suicide, cutting, depression, abuse, self harm, death etc. ~I didn't know happiness as well as I know sorrow ❤️ Stay strong ❤️
