Let me tell you a story
About a good friend of mine
Who had an easy smile
Who was loyal, true and kind
You'd think she was glad
But in the end
She was not
Just like a broken toy
They threw her away without a second glance
She was left beaten
Nothing of courage left
And yet she never let it show on her delicate face
She was beautiful
Just like a flower in a garden
She was lovely
But words cut deep
People were cruel
Nobody cared
Yet nobody knew
The season passed
And winter came
Now her smile was fading away
Slightly
Yet
Slowly
She was giving up on living
She sits alone
Not a tear shown
As she writes the letter
Of her final last words
She wrote
goodbye and farewell, to all those who don't care, cause soon you will join me, down there in burning hell, I would wish you the best but that would be cruel, since I already know, you will be following me too.
She got up
The rope around her neck
Then she toke her last breath
That day of winter
Was the day I found the truth
Behind my once upon a friend
Who I thought I really knew
YOU ARE READING
Beauty is a broken thing
ŞiirThese are some poems I wrote, I wasn't really planning on showing them but... What the heck. I really hope u like it.
