Who did this to you?
Was it the rough wind,
Or the cold storms?
Was it the lonely afternoon
Or was it the cut of a paper;torn.
Was it the raindrop,
That cut through your skin?
Was it the bright sun
That blinded your eyes so its dim?
Was it the bitter memories
Or was it the fierce flames?
Was it the played games?
Or the muffled silence?
Who made you believe,
In the words they said?
Who made you think,
There's no escape?
For my dear they are wrong.
They might be lying,
Trying and hiding,
Because this is not how you have to be strong.
Dedicated to _astrophil_ 💙
Psst, she writes amazing poems 💜
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Messy Bun
PoetryMessy Bun is all about my handwritten lyrical poems featuring the dark and bright side and everything i feel about life. Its my first work on wattpad created with all the love.i hope you like it :)
