Through hard days beyond hope that we lost; hope was lost. We lost everything that was important to me, losing my innocence changed me forever for the worse than better when tragedy struck.
When will my heart return to the beautiful shade of crimson red? For how will I be normal again? When shall I become little me again? For whom shall cry while I weep in despair for what you took? Why do I have to go through this alone? Who shall I tell? My mom; that's out of the question. As for anyone in my family, I would be disgraced, belittled, locked away in a high tower, and never to be let out again.
Why do I cry when you don't care about how I'm feeling? For you stole the one thing that still kept me a kid in the world. For now I have to deal with the struggles I now face. And guess who gave them to me? You!;Of course cause you were the first and that will forever remain to haunt me.
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No Where To Hide
PoetryNo Where To Hide is all about the harsh realities about becoming a teenager and what it is like to feel so many emotions and let it all out. This is not just a story it's a story within a story that's written through poetry. It's updated whenever I...
