People have told me this story isn't mine to tell,
But I'll give you a verse--
The pain that plagues me in every way
Is leading me to a hearse
It escalates each and every day,
It keeps on getting worse.
I never asked to be put into this place
My head, my stomach, they churn
Please don't look at this scarred face,
God knows I'm covered in burns.
I can never do anything right,
And as the day turns into night
I begin to lose the fight
My future cannot so bright
When people have snuffed my light
They kick, they claw, they bite
But apparently everything's alright
I am consumed by fright,
Where in the world is my knight?
Do I not deserve to be saved?
I'm lying alone beside my grave.
A/N: Okay, so.... This is kind of a vent-y rap-poem-thing-I-don't-even-know. Just something I wanted to write cuz of boredom. Not a happy entry, but it's something.
Ciao~!
Dizzy out~!
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The Book Of My Heart
PoetryWarning: May contain some dark and disturbing content. This simply contains my emotions, heart, and soul. Don't like, don't read.
