I'm the girl
who was thrown
against the dark wallI'm your fears
hoping
pleading to never be knownI'm the roses
you never received
the thorns of love and hateI'm your dreams
the unspeakable fairytales
you've come to believeI'm your mind reading this
and wondering
what this meansI'm your voice
starting to shake
just waiting for
the wrong words
to be heardI'm your heart
pleading to be let loose
away from all the painI'm your mind
consuming every thought
overtaking them
and changing them
for better
or for worseI'm what you always wanted you know that piece of
happiness lost in the drain
flushed away with pain
torn apart from betrayal
ripped in pieces from that boy who broke your heartnow what happened
to that sweet heart
YOU ARE READING
Too late
PoetryCan you imagine the unimaginable? Dream the unthinkable? I guess it just comes down to words....