I was never good enough.
the fountains inside never suffice;
crushed diamonds scarred my heart,
and I bled gold inside.
the words I embedded onto paper,
came tumbling out of my mouth.
filled me up to drain me out,
and left my soul an infinite drought.
my skin was turned inside out,
they stabbed daggers to my throat.
I was their noble prize,
an animal for show.
I've had the life drained out of me,
they've tortured me for their own fun.
I've given up a million times,
but I'm still holding on.
YOU ARE READING
for him.
Poesíayou filled me with love and comfort but i was too blind to realize that i was already drowning and the boy that i'd trusted was the one holding me underwater. so then i learned to never trust your heart into the hands of another.
